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by @grae

TW: suicidal ideation fuck it all don't wanna do this no more everything makes me feel small like i have no control they'd care if i was gone but they don't know what's going on i'm trying to be strong while they act like nothings wrong i can't live like this anymore yet i don't know what i want but i know i don't want to be here i can't escape it anymore i've passed the point of no return every time i drink or smoke i feel my head and chest burn thinking how my life isn't what i chose you'd think by now i'd have learned but unfortunately not i continue to take wrong turns it will probably get worse until I'm forced to pretend like i believe in myself so i'm not at my end it's my time to build the life that i want but i don't know how to get it without working my ass off
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