I am calm. I am ready.
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Purity
Purity
I am willing and able and never any danger to myself, Knowledge in my pain, Knowledge in my pain, Or was my tolerance a phase? Empathy, out of my way. I can't die.
I have concluded that I will not succeed, and never have I in the past. Succeed with what? Not death, life. Either way, I have tried to stop it all, but that did not work. I am willing and able to give it another shot. I will post this on here to aid in my inability to recall, I can’t recall a thing. From, before. Dissociation. I am upset. I heard the music again today and I feel like I’m at my last straw, who knew where it was coming from? Not I? It sounds so happy but I am not.