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my mother occasionally reminds me that it is unfair to take your own life because it is yours and sometimes not at the very same time because you were made from the same bones and flesh as the thing growing in your mother’s womb and life didn’t start with you it started with two people in love out of love stupid smart careless careful and your life sometimes belongs to you and also sometimes it belongs to them my mother occasionally tells me how tiring it was to raise me as a child because i wasn’t all peek-a-boo and nursery rhymes i was also sleepless nights and endless tears with a loud voice for screaming and sometimes my life is mine and sometimes it also isn’t it belongs to two people together separated dead alive happy sad and my life is sometimes up to me but also not up to me and if it wasn’t up to me to be brought into this world why would it be up to me to leave this world and i know that if i left this world my parents would be more disappointed than sad because my mother occasionally tells me that it is unfair to take my own life.
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Jan 3, 2016
Jan 3, 2016 at 11:33 AM UTC
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my mother occasionally reminds me that it is unfair to take your own life because it is yours and sometimes not at the very same time because you were made from the same bones and flesh as the thing growing in your mother’s womb and life didn’t start with you it started with two people in love out of love stupid smart careless careful and your life sometimes belongs to you and also sometimes it belongs to them my mother occasionally tells me how tiring it was to raise me as a child because i wasn’t all peek-a-boo and nursery rhymes i was also sleepless nights and endless tears with a loud voice for screaming and sometimes my life is mine and sometimes it also isn’t it belongs to two people together separated dead alive happy sad and my life is sometimes up to me but also not up to me and if it wasn’t up to me to be brought into this world why would it be up to me to leave this world and i know that if i left this world my parents would be more disappointed than sad because my mother occasionally tells me that it is unfair to take my own life.
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Jan 3, 2016
Jan 3, 2016 at 11:33 AM UTC
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