this month. I did something to myself that was not good. Some people cared. I began to realize that I cared less, or more, actually, that’s why the event did not kill me, I was angry, but at least I am not a vegetable. But all I am left with is rage, I am stuck with the rage, now, fractured. It is so aggravating. Why couldn’t I have just died then and there?
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It depends on what did you do , how much you wanted to hurt and why did you survive. That inner being wasn’t ready to give up.
if you need to talk im here. i hope you respond and i hope we can talk. ive been there, trust me.
-Lunatic