12/19/21
Hey diary... I'm scared for Bulbasaur. Genuinely. I saw something I shouldn't have seen. I didn't point it out because I didn't want to be mean. He had a cut on his arm. It looked deep. I think it was on purpose. I noticed something else. Tepig was wearing a big jacket. He doesn't need to wear one, he's a fire type after all. I'm worried about both of them. That was a harsh night. Fuck. Did I do this? I mean I do have scissors next to me... you know what? I will do it. I grabbed the scissors and told myself that this would be my one and only time. It was my fault after all. I pressed the scissors against my leg. It's my fault it's my fault it's all my fault. Ok. It's over. It's bleeding a bit. I didn't cut deep though. My breath is hitching. Why the fuck did I do that.
-Cyndaquil
