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May 2018
Isn't sad?
When no one can hear your cries?
When no one can understand you?
When you try to explain why you cry once every hour?
When you wanna tell them to stop hurting you?
But you can't.
You never can.
People tell you your worthless, they call you names, you tell people and they just won't.
The feeling of being alone is already impacting.
But to feel like no one hears your voice hurts.
It's like being underwater.
Its like you can't breathe and you're suffocating.
Is this depression at its worst/best?
Guess I better get used to it. Cause Its my life now
HonestlyEunice
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HonestlyEunice  13/F/America
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