IJWKM

About my thoughts.

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Fuck it. Fuck it all. I don't have any strength for this.

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Everyone leaves me. I'm alone in this dangerous world...

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He shouldn't be with me, he deserves better. I can't look him in the eyes, knowing there are so many better women around...

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We'll all die soon.

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Yesterday the guy I love confessed his love to me, today he changed his mind. Silly boy.

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This world is not for me.

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The greatest consolation - every day I'm closer to death.

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It's so funckin pathetic that some people thinks depression is cool. Shut up. Shut your dumb attention asses. I won't listen to this nonsense.

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There is no space for new wounds. There is no more space without scars/qounds on the hands, on the legs, on the hips, on the ankles, on the shoulders... Nowhere.

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I hate it. I hate it. I hate this feeling. I hate it so much.

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Thumblr deleted my previous account and my diary. Honestly they had no reason to remove it. A bit strange.