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I sit in a lukewarm bath cradling unshaved legs. Quietly rocking back and forth as water splashes in my face. I quickly sink under the surface holding onto grimey walls. Choking and resisting the desire to end it all. Hands began to shake with great intensity liquids flood my lungs it's getting hard to breathe. Everyone stands there watching me laying frozen and still. My lips turn dark purple. This ride has been a thrill.
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Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 11:41 PM UTC
Bath Time
I sit in a lukewarm bath cradling unshaved legs. Quietly rocking back and forth as water splashes in my face. I quickly sink under the surface holding onto grimey walls. Choking and resisting the desire to end it all. Hands began to shake with great intensity liquids flood my lungs it's getting hard to breathe. Everyone stands there watching me laying frozen and still. My lips turn dark purple. This ride has been a thrill.
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Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 11:41 PM UTC
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