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Let me step back right now. The pain resting in my stomach isnt that old alcohol, its me realizing that its over. This game, is over. Sit down and focus on what has become. Sit down and hold ur head in ur hands. Look up to the mirror in front of u and squeeze ur knees, feel the pain shoot down ur legs. Let the reality filter through. You arent what you seem and whether that has come out or not, you know it, they know it, everyone knows it. Theres really no turning back, theres really no letting go. What there is, is a hole that you now rest in. Its deep, its narrow, its dark & lonely. The dirt walls are slowly crumbling on you and you need to get out. You claw at the walls trying to escape but what you have down is increase the chances of collaspe..... Can you give up and sit there, sit there and wait till you die? Or do you still try to get out. Please, whats it like to be buried alive?