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I remember not wanting to get out of bed, and everyone yelling at me to stop going to sleep so late. But it wasn’t that, I was not tired at ...
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You said you were afraid to lose me. And then you faced your fears and left.
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I can not make my sadness & pain sound poetic or beautiful . I’m a horrible fucking mess and theres nothing beautiful about that.
Would you forgive me if I disappeared without saying goodbye? Because lately I’ve been wishing to leave this world behind.
I know I’m recovering, but there are still times my skin itches to be ripped apart. There are times I think about killing myself. I mean, I ...