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salt my wounds and i'll keep saying thank-you
i cannot believe it has taken me so long to realize that you were never coming back and that when you said that it was over you meant it i cannot believe it has taken me so long to realize that you are never going to see these tears nor read those poems and that i was only wasting my time
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 9:36 PM UTC
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don't tell me i'm strong because i certainly am not if i were, i wouldn't ache the need to hurt myself or ache the need to jump off the third floor at school you wouldn't hear me crying in the bathroom stall or you wouldn't hear me complaining this much i would be buying my cafeteria lunch i would be eating my three meals a day you wouldn't had to stop my feet from stumping you wouldn't had to stop my eyes from closing don't tell me i'm strong because i certainly am not
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 8:50 PM UTC
i am not
he was the first to see me cry sitting down on the school halls he picked me up and held me tight everything okay? do you want to talk? and after a long conversation when he said all i needed to hear but i couldn't express all i wanted to say he hugged me and whispered *darling, you don't need a therapist. you need a friend*
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 8:41 PM UTC
be my friend
BELIEVE ME WHEN I SAY I TRIED MY HARDEST AND YOU STILL DIDNT FEEL A ******* THING ITS NOT MY FAULT OR MAYBE IT IS I REALLY DONT KNOW AND IM SORRY IM NOT ENOUGH BUT AT LEAST GIVE ME CREDIT BECAUSE OH MY GOD AM I TRYING MY BEST ON PLEASING YOU
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Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 8:41 PM UTC
not
so i fake another smile and blink away the tears i'm supposed to be strong i'm supposed to have no fears but the tears just keep rolling it's so hard not to drown i'm such a strong person why am i breaking down?
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Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 12:56 PM UTC
now?
they told her she was ugly so she believed it (even though  she was the most beautiful girl i had ever laid my eyes upon) they told her she was loud so she stopped speaking (even though her  wise words commanded my attention) they told her she was dumb so she stopped thinking (even though she had the most brilliant and curious mind i have ever encountered) they told her she had no talent so she stopped having fun (even though she could light up an entire room with her energy) they told her she was lazy so she stopped sleeping (even though her life was a nightmare) they told her she was too sad so she faked another smile (even though she was far from being happy) they told her she wasn't enough so she became nothing (even though she was everything to me)
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Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 12:52 PM UTC
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they announced it on a monday, in our school's old sweaty hall, that a girl that i had math with, wasn't coming back at all. you could hear the silent questions *she was perfect, wasn't she? what demons was she fighting, that we were all too blind to see?* i sat on math that monday, beside her now abandoned desk, while our teacher warned us not to fail our fast approaching test. i remember she once whispered that she was envious of me, my parents knew the work it took just to get a simple B. i wish i'd noticed earlier, or had the decency to ask, because her world must have been crumbling behind her "perfect student" mask. and i wonder if on that sunday it was the last thought in her brain that the only A+ she could give was the blood type in her veins
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Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 12:44 PM UTC
absent
eventually it gets to be too much and the tears spill over so you run and try to get away from things you can't escape those tricky voices inside your head the memories of what others have said but you can't hide from what's inside so you trip and you fall and you just want to end it all
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 10:20 PM UTC
relapse
it gets better they all say but it has been 365 days and everything is still the same i am still engulfed in my sadness and i am still oh so completely alone
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 10:13 PM UTC
alone
hunger is a blade that carves me i open my arms and pull the air in -big hug!- then **** right through me, nobody there. it's only me holding myself. my arms wrap two times around my ribs, meet behind my back for a secret handshake. i am not what was expected. i'm so sharp- it's cut me now i'll cut you. come closer closer no, come closer i'm gonna make you see what i see
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 10:07 PM UTC
hunger