Here I am again. In the same sticky situation. In the same depressing shit. I Hate it. I just hate how everyone says Oh, it's Okay. You can overcome, or even say I know how you feel. And I just hate those people who say everything happens for a reason. You mean all this craziness was specially packed for me?! Well, THANK YOU! Totally helps, you know? *scoffs.* I mean. I'm tired! Why?! Why is it so hard for me and so easy for the rest?! They'd Never understand me!!! They've Never been in a situation like mine! Only I know how I feel. I know how the constant darkness lures me in! I know how the desperarion eats at my heart. I know how the pain makes it all better. I know how seeing the scars make me feel confident! I know how the judgemental glares at my wrists make me feel weak! ONLY I KNOW! ............... I tried! What more do I have to do to end the torture? Tell me life, what makes the depression go?! A ticket that costs my life! Fine! You want it? You can have it.
Take it. Or I'll give it.
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