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Nov 2020
hey i heard you are doing better
im glad
for you

im not doing better
it's worse


im tired of drawing lines on my arm
running out of time all along

they told me it'd be ok
well what if everyone was wrong

?

do you still need me

you sent me a post
"send this to the person that saved your life, even if they didn't know it"

im glad you're better
im glad i could help

but dear god i'm still falling apart
she has anxiety. i have anxiety (plus gender and sexuality issues~)
she's getting a therapist. i still can't talk to another person about my mental health without breaking down.

i am getting better though. it's a process, but it's coming along.

11-6-20
Wilder
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Wilder  Genderqueer
(Genderqueer)   
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     Benzene, pepper and Jeremy Stacy
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