Friday, September 10
Sept. 10 Fri.
"Thats nice..but for me..there might not be a...next weekend..a next Friday..i may not have a..NEXT TIME." –cursedchild
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Did you notice?
It’s the little things..
The teensiest things..
That hurt the most.
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A miniscule splinter..
A solitary papercut..
A single hair yanked out..
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A slight frown..
A wrong chord..
A small change of pitch..
A light touch..
A few hours..
A small word..
A few meters..
A few seconds..
A moment of hesitance..
A press of a button..
A slight laugh..
Even an innocent: "Pero sayo..okay lang, haha."
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Shallowcuts..
All shallowcuts..
Tiny, miniscule, stubborn, hardly noticeable, seemingly insignificant..
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My whole being..body, soul, mind, heart..
Is covered with shallowcuts.
Much like the infamous torture method of the Chinese:
The Thousand Cut Torture.
They slice a thousand tiny cuts all over your body..in different places..
So you go insane with confusion – not knowing where to focus your resistance on. It’s a slow, and agonizing process..but the victims never fail to spill their secrets..right before going mad with the overwhelming pain.
Of shallowcuts.
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Wanna torture someone?
Dont bother with fire, spears, swords or the like.
Do what Fate did – and is still doing to me.
Tie that someone to a wall, grab a small dagger, and take your time in slashing countless tiny cuts all over their body.
Why?
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Coz as I learned the hard way..
Shallowcuts hurt the MOST.
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