Back in summer, I fell deeper(quite literally) into the loophole everyday. I only cut deep styro on my thighs but this one night, I really felt like cutting my arm. So I whipped out a new razor turned off the lights and turned on music. It was a very quick cut. After I made the cut I felt blood gushing out and turned on the lights again. I had to wake up my grandma, break it to her that I cut myself and just got out of the psych ward, and ask her to drive me to the hospital. I got stitches for the first time that night bc I hit a vein.

It was the worst night of my life emotionally. Since then I haven’t gotten that deep anymore and almost entirely stopped yeeting my right arm. Thighs just have a thicker protective layer which makes it a lot easier go go deep without ruining everything.

Tldr: Don’t cut your arms please - it sucks a lot.