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imagine if they had not been just silly pills that gave me a mere stomach ache.. why the fuck am i thinking about this now? I'm thinking about the mask that my family sees me wearing... the excuse I made to calm them down... the excuse that was to calm me down.. but it only left a gnawing feeling of remorse and guilt in the pit of my poisoned stomach.
...what the hell, man? what if i had really died?! what then?>? what would i be seeing now? pure nothingness? no feelings? i'm not even depressed.. i'm just thinking.. i hurt my family so much, but i can't ever tell them the truth.
and those of you who swear I did it for attention, i can care less for your fucking attention. you don't even need to fucking read this, for all I care. Go put your attention elsewhere, and if you snigger at this, fuck you harder. I've had too much shit on my mind, I don't need your attention. bastards.
...what the hell, man? what if i had really died?! what then?>? what would i be seeing now? pure nothingness? no feelings? i'm not even depressed.. i'm just thinking.. i hurt my family so much, but i can't ever tell them the truth.
and those of you who swear I did it for attention, i can care less for your fucking attention. you don't even need to fucking read this, for all I care. Go put your attention elsewhere, and if you snigger at this, fuck you harder. I've had too much shit on my mind, I don't need your attention. bastards.