I sit here waiting for your text, but knowing it’ll never come.
I sit here waiting for my death, but knowing it’ll never be done.
I sit here waiting for the love of my life, but knowing he’ll never show.
I sit here waiting, cutting my wrists, but that’s something you’ll never know.
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Stop waiting and start living. Be happy and love all. Try talking to new people and texting new people. Cutting won’t help.