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May 2013
No amount of words is going to fix me
Not when the problem is within.
I'll never understand why I do as I do
But that's nothing to make me stop.
I wrote this about a month ago in the middle of a breakdown. It was one of my worst in awhile and I woke up the next morning to find this in my notes.
I am my greatest problem, I understand that. I just don't do anything to change it. I try but then I stop caring and revert back to old ways.
Nicole
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Nicole  28/Non-binary/Wisconsin
(28/Non-binary/Wisconsin)   
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