I bought these today. It was impulsive. I haven’t cut in over a month but as soon as my eyes caught these beautiful pieces I couldn’t turn away. I haven’t opened them yet. I’m a little scared. More intrigued. My most recent cuts weren’t anger or pain influenced. They were more about beauty and my body.
I like seeing the color of my blood, the shapes I can cut and the scars left behind. The scars are my favorite. I can only image what I will create with these.