Upload a picture
of how you slit yourself!
Yes,
that's wonderful!
It would make them notice you.
Great, right?!
It would make people
repost and spread
the picture of your ******* bleeding wrist,
the picture of you almost dying.
Looks quite weakening to some,
but it would inspire a lot,
REALLY.

What now?
You think it's fun?
The attention?
You like the pity they give you?
Does that make you strong?
Do they make you stop?
You think it's cool?
Are you in the Sad Girls Club now?
That's just rad.

You think you don't have friends anymore, huh?
No family,
no loved ones at all?
What am I to you, anyway?
Let me tell you this:
you wouldn't find the ones who care
on some ******* website.
Get out of that ****** house
and knock on mine.

I
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s
that
form
thou
ghts,
that
form
words,
that          form
sente            ­     nces,
that                       form
rope,                         which
ties                               itself
into a                            noose.
Your                         ­     words
are also                    a rope,
that saves me from
drowning.

You can't fight battles
without knowing your weakness.
You can't win battles,
without knowing your greatness.