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i'm not fucking okay, and i haven't been.
don't ask me why, don't ask me who i'm talking about.
they know who they are, and if they don't,
god help them. i made it obvious enough.
i'd rather fucking KILL myself then to tell you how I feel.
why?
because you never did care in the first place.
and if you think you did, you never showed it.
you never were there.
you left us.
yeah, us.
figure it out.
cutting yourself has a purpose, you do it for a reason.
i do it because my emotions build up, i can't control them,
i cut myself to get away, to cause more pain than the problem itself.
and if you don't understand that,
it's what you caused me so many times.
i try to stop, i try.
it's fucking HARD. when you're in a situation that KILLS you, you can't stop crying and no one's there, that's what I do to myself.
yeah, i'm fucking dramatic.
yeah, i'm fucking depressed.
yeah, i'm done.
you tore my heart out, so choke on it. -;
don't ask me why, don't ask me who i'm talking about.
they know who they are, and if they don't,
god help them. i made it obvious enough.
i'd rather fucking KILL myself then to tell you how I feel.
why?
because you never did care in the first place.
and if you think you did, you never showed it.
you never were there.
you left us.
yeah, us.
figure it out.
cutting yourself has a purpose, you do it for a reason.
i do it because my emotions build up, i can't control them,
i cut myself to get away, to cause more pain than the problem itself.
and if you don't understand that,
it's what you caused me so many times.
i try to stop, i try.
it's fucking HARD. when you're in a situation that KILLS you, you can't stop crying and no one's there, that's what I do to myself.
yeah, i'm fucking dramatic.
yeah, i'm fucking depressed.
yeah, i'm done.
you tore my heart out, so choke on it. -;