i hate everything about myself, but i can’t bring myself to actually go through hurting myself, even self harm doesn’t make me feel anything anymore
i feel like a corpse just crawling around, my mind feels so blank, i can’t even bring myself to cry anymore. everything just hurts, and i don’t know why
no one talks to me or acknowledges my existence, if i were to disappear.. no one would care. i’ve been crying out for help, but no one cares
my head hurts so much, when will it stop? everything hurts, sleeping doesn’t ease the pain away anymore.. i can’t focus on my dreams, they all turn into nightmares eventually
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I can very much agree. It all hurts all the time. I hate crying. Everything is painful and I don’t know when its all gonna end.
With All Due Respect my Fair Lady
I hereby stand before Thou
as Proof to the Negation of thyn Claims
Thyn Existence is Very Much Acknowledged
(Else, I wouldn’t be here scribing Thou this exceedingly lengthy Refutation, would I?)
Thyn Disappearance would Most Certainly be proclaimed a Disastrous Calamity
(Where Else On Earth would we find another Real-Life Furby?!)
& Fair Lady
Thyn Cries for Help have been Very Audibly heard,
to the point that an Entire Army has been dispatched to set sail towards Thou for the sole purpose of Thyn Rescue
Tis true that the Rescue Army so happens to be a ‘One Man Army’, but.. Ehm..still, Nonetheless.. an Army has been sent, hasn’t it?
Ample Proof that Thou are Very Much cared for
Tis my sincerest wish that the Fair Lady would kindly accept the above logic as the truth,
for it most certainly is
& it would be negating to my own existence if she decides to believe otherwise!
Your Army pleads Mercy Oh Fair Lady Furby!
P.S.
I sent You twice on 15May, once on 05June, & once again just an hour or so ago (12\13June).. I hope You got them, & if not, would be grateful if You could kindly let me know
: )