I can feel the darkness slipping under my skin again. And I almost feel drained. I did everything I could. Everything to stay good. To stay okay. Everything and it wasn't enough. What if it's never enough.
Mar 29, 2016
Mar 29, 2016 at 8:57 AM UTC
I can feel the darkness slipping under my skin again. And I almost feel drained. I did everything I could. Everything to stay good. To stay okay. Everything and it wasn't enough. What if it's never enough.
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