All these cuts on my fuckin arm, they are not enough. You are better than me in any and every way. You won, but yet you want to squeeze it in me more and more. I don't know what to do anymore. If I knew that these cuts could clear up really well, I would be cutting my face like a giving my own self a buck fifty. Or is the answer to just remove myself, yea, just take myself out. No matter how many cuts i have on my arms.