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TeamWork Tip#1
I know that doing my best is more important than how good or bad the performance turns out to be.

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ElegantBubbles_

posted February 21, 2012 at 2:50pm UTC tagged with vent

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The butterfly project: The butterfly project was something created to help and encourage self-harmers to stop cutting. RULES: 1. When you feel like you want to cut, take a marker, pen, or sharpies and draw a butterfly on your arm or hand. 2. Name the butterfly after a loved one, or someone that really wants you to get better. 3. You must let the butterfly fade naturally. NO scrubbing it off. 4. If you cut before the butterfly is gone, you’ve killed it. If you dont cut, it lives. 5. If you have more than one butterfly, cutting kills all of them. 6. Another person may draw them on you. These butterflies are extra special. Take good care of them. 7. Even if you don’t cut, feel free to draw a butterfly anyways, to show your support. If you do this, name it after someone you know that cuts or is suffering right now, and tell them. It could help. Try get this to the top quotes so everyone of your witty sisters can see it. Copy and paste this for everyone to see. You're all beautiful.
forgeterr's signature format. Please don't remove credit. Or I will hunt you down. You do NOT want to get on my bad side. TeamWork Tip#2 I clap for the other teams--win or lose.

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