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My cardboard box has no holes, walls as thick, as my self control, breaking them down, I struggle to breath. A paper cut leaves me to bleed.
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Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 1:36 PM UTC
Trapped With Anxiety
My cardboard box has no holes, walls as thick, as my self control, breaking them down, I struggle to breath. A paper cut leaves me to bleed.
#suicide#self#anxiety#control#box
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skye-davies
Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 1:36 PM UTC
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