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There’s a certain kind of beauty in the way the cracks in my soul let the darkness in
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If you cared you would be here, but you're not and you never will be so stop wasting my time.
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This isn’t a life. I am not alive. There is no way this is it.
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When you put your heart out there, and they leave. Knowing you have issues with abandonment... was it all a joke?
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Blood on my hands for you I killed a part of myself again
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im only a survivor because im physically here, i was killed in every other way. im afraid i’ve always been dead and that i always will be.
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“Get help” I did.
Im medicated, im seeing a therapist, I got pulled out of school, im trying to get better, but it seems that no matter how loud I scream no one hears me. Im tired of it. Im tired of trying and im tired of being.
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I should’ve killed myself when I was 13.
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one thing about me is that i will gladly destroy my body
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Every coping skill I've ever learned has never been as effective as cutting.
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Keep calm and carry on? Bold of you to assume l'm capable of either
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i’m so fucking tired of existing like this and all i do is beg for it to stop.
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