A symptom of being alive.
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I have to keep telling myself this shit.
I have to.
It needs to work. I need this to work.
I'm so infuriated. All the time. I need this.
Oh boy... the mess my family is.
I'm glad I'm away from all of that shit.
Today is it. An awful day. Carry on. Don't bother with me.
I can't sleep.
I can't stop but wonder why I can't help you.
I'm glad you keep tabs on me though. I know I shouldn't expect anything from you. And I won't. I'm trained to expect the worse in everyone. But I just can't help but enjoy myself around you. No matter what.
I'm not special. So just a glance makes me happy. I've wanted friendships in this way too. I suppose I should just let it be. Keep my distance. This is a good length. If I'm consistent, I'm sure you won't try to push me away. Even if you do I suppose I'll wait. For you to get better. I don't know. I'd rather be blown up on than ignored.
I don't know why I hurt over you. You don't deserve it. I'm happy where I am. But for some reason I'm so irritable.
I think I need my medications. I need a safety net. This isn't normal. It isn't normal to be so angry.
Get me out of my head...
My gut hurts. There are no words for this feeling. I wish it could stop.
In case you decide to ever look in here. If you would ever take that time of day..
I'm so fucking terrified.
I'm scared for you.
I don't want anyone to ever experience what I did.
And here you are.
I need to help.
No one else could.
I need to.
[https://soundcloud.com/terron-beats/j-jon-pretty-again You sonuva bitch.]
You don't deserve this hurt or these tears. But here they are.
It's not your fucking place to say those things.
You try to win her heart but you do the stupidest shit.
You're probably one of the worst people they have forgiven and kept around.
I'm sick of you.
My dammed head... urgh. Help me.
And here everyone fights so hard to live.
Kyoto animation really put there 'bout to drop Violet Evergarden.... <3
I'm just struggling to keep going. I don't find reason to keep going. That's what I'm feeling.
ES doesnt need sarahah when everyone just makes anon accounts because they've got nothing better to do.
I know I say this a lot but I think I'm hitting my lows again. Helplessness. No matter what I do to try and get better it feels like it's easier to just die. But when I try I get saved. I don't know. I just really think I should try again. I'm ashamed of even thinking of it. Of ways to hurt myself. How people will find me. More specifically, how [i he] will find me. Love of mine, my sweetest treasure. My safety net.. he doesn't deserve it. Why am I so self destructive?
It's so easy to kill something, but to preserve it... heal it... takes true strength.
Yet here I am.
Almost like I'm determined to live..
Take me, please.
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