I'm still alive, plastc bags coming in and out of me.
While i was there i wished we could've gotten a better life. A better ending.
I dont know if it's me fucking up, or the Universe trying To help, but i wanz To change.
They are srnding me To another hospital, specific for me or whatever, and maybe i can be alive withkut these touhts.
3021/21/01
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RandomIt's a story of a person dealing with depression which is slowly eating her alive. These stories document the harder parts of her life. Yeah nah.. it's just my journal