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Click hereSometimes I feel like I'm dying, feel like I'm fading from the world.
Walking down a busy street, no one looks, no one says hello.
You are all alone in this crazy world. At night you think of ending your life, just get it over and done with.
You see yourself cutting your wrists and watching the blood drip from your cuts.
Drifting off to sleep is the only time you don't think of death, but before bed you hope to not wake up in the morning to not feel the pain you felt the day before.
You know you don't deserve to live, to be loved, or to love others.
You don't deserve anything.
I feel the same fucking goddamn way every goddamn day. I think I must be Gods only druken mistake and the only true black sheep. But I'm too goddam weak to do anything about it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!