omfg i almost got caught with my sh cuts. i turned my wrist to check the time for a friend. i was wearing my sweater after having cut that morning bc it was a rlly stressful bad morning. but the sleeve went back a little and my friend saw. she was like "what's that? i saw scratches." she was grabbing at my sleeve but i was able to pull it down. and i fucking said "huh? what what are you talking abt?" and i told her i got george bushed. those are the 2 worst responses i coulda given. the thing that goes knock knock. whose there. george. george who. george bush. *shove into bush*