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they called me a whirlwind of tragedy and affliction, a life controlled by suicide and addiction. a corrupted mind plagued with over-reliance and self-doubt and that kind of self-destruction the doctors have warned you about. a constate state of numbness the kind of sadness you don't see all i wish for is what i will never have: some sort of stability
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Feb 25, 2017
Feb 25, 2017 at 9:17 PM UTC
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they called me a whirlwind of tragedy and affliction, a life controlled by suicide and addiction. a corrupted mind plagued with over-reliance and self-doubt and that kind of self-destruction the doctors have warned you about. a constate state of numbness the kind of sadness you don't see all i wish for is what i will never have: some sort of stability
how are you supposed to communicate normally with people when you can't even understand whats going on inside your own mind?
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Feb 25, 2017
Feb 25, 2017 at 9:17 PM UTC
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