Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us. Keep your thorns. Cause I'm running away.

And I belived every word of that short sentence.
No, i'm questioning my instinct.
I'm falling...Why aren't you there to catch me?

It's wrong to have dreams about the ground moving faster towards you.
It's sick to look up on a razerblade and wonder how sharp it is.
It's considered selfdestructive drinking and drinking until your mind and body
no longer functions.
I have my whole life ahead of me, and at times. To often I do not look forward to it.

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