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Feb 2014
In the end,
What does it matter?
All our faults,
All our mistakes.
When we leave,
How will they remember us?
By our choices.
Will it be worth it?
Scars covering your body.
Will it be worth it?
Starving yourself until you are just skin and bones.
Tell me, is it all worth it?
Even if you go, people will still judge you.
Do you really want people to look at your dead body,
And be disgusted by what they see?
Because they will.
If you leave, you let them win.
If you leave, nothing you ever did will matter.
All that will matter is what horrible things you did to yourself.
Are you willing to let that happen?
Because that's a choice you will have to make.
If you leave, those scars will stay there forever.
They will never heal.
You will never find out how much you are loved.

Some battle scars are honorable.
But ask yourself this:
*Are yours?
Jessica
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