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Here I sit. These thoughts and emotions are sometimes too much to handle. It feels like I'm drowning. Tears growing more frequent, my vision is blurred. My heart is slowly shutting down. My shields are down and everyone sees it. Shooting arrows, throwing stones... Why do people feel so inclined to make others feel like a crumpled up piece of scratch paper with pencil shavings and blotted out eraser marks all over it? WHOOPS. Let's just throw this garbage out.
Let's get serious.
If you died two minutes from now, how would you feel?
For most... they would die full of anger and regret. "Why me?"
For others... they would pass away knowing they loved and were loved in return. "I'm ready."
/tears
/rant
Let's get serious.
If you died two minutes from now, how would you feel?
For most... they would die full of anger and regret. "Why me?"
For others... they would pass away knowing they loved and were loved in return. "I'm ready."
/tears
/rant