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Jun 2014
I'm tired of your false words and petty excuses for vanity

I'm tired of your faked tears and faked loss of breath

I don't want to be there anymore

You can keep on sobbing
and saying how I don't understand

How I was never there for you

Go brood with the rest of your "depressed gang"

You can get your friends to flood me with abuse and you can get them to hate me

You can be biased and lie about me all you like

I don't care anymore

You can ignore me and try to guilt an apology out of me

You're not getting one

Stop trying to win me over with "accidental" flashes of your wrist

'I hate you' is far to weak a phrase to describe it

Keep on crying
Gain your hollow sympathy

Keep on covering your arm in red ink and insist on showing everyone your little 'secret'

I could not care less

You don't deserve my sympathy, my apologies, my attention,

you don't deserve a second thought

So I will leave you with three words that sum it up;

Go **** yourself.

Because I don't care.

Not anymore.
Based off of a "friend" of mine. It's probably worth mentioning that this is just the experience of one person who claims to have depression and pretends to self-harm, not of the entire community of depressed people/people who self-harm. Please do not get offended, as this is my opinion of one person.
CE
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CE  19/M/merrily on high
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