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Apr 2016
In a few years, most of these people you won't know.
They move away, you get in arguments, and life moves on.
In a few years, you'll finally get a job and get out of that house.
Stop hurting yourself.
Stop poisoning your body.
Things are not hopeless.
For the first time, you'll get a tattoo
Your best friend is going do it
You won't stop there.
Things are not hopeless.
You'll snap a few times,
And try to find an escape.
It's going to be okay, and it's going to work out.
Thing are not hopeless because
In a few more years you'll open your eyes
And you'll shed the social anxiety
Someday you'll be able to hold a conversation with strangers.
Someday you're going to be okay.
it's ok
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