I no longer want to cut myself. I want to however have my leg slit open, preferably my left leg as it hurts, the bone taken out and cleaned and dried and then reattached into my flesh… much like you do with a CD that doesn’t work.
If only there was some service that indulged in whims like this. Though I’m pretty sure the scar of the stitches would tempt me to get it done again and again. 🙂