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i used to write i'm not sure what made me stop i suppose maybe it was the small glimmer of hope that began to appear. the happy smile that i actually felt and not faked for once. i wasn't sad for a moment i wasn't anxious i was simply caught in time but you could say i'm back because when it comes to notes, it's real when it comes to looking back on my thoughts it's real when it comes to eating less and less it's real when it comes to crying more it's real when it comes to questioning my sanity it's real when it comes to wanting to disappear again ... it's real hello depression, here i am ready to be consumed again ready to get lost in the dark hole that's so incredibly hard to climb out of i guess i just couldn't stay away maybe i was meant to be sad after all, it got me to write again ay?
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Dec 9, 2016
Dec 9, 2016 at 1:55 AM UTC
i used to write
i used to write i'm not sure what made me stop i suppose maybe it was the small glimmer of hope that began to appear. the happy smile that i actually felt and not faked for once. i wasn't sad for a moment i wasn't anxious i was simply caught in time but you could say i'm back because when it comes to notes, it's real when it comes to looking back on my thoughts it's real when it comes to eating less and less it's real when it comes to crying more it's real when it comes to questioning my sanity it's real when it comes to wanting to disappear again ... it's real hello depression, here i am ready to be consumed again ready to get lost in the dark hole that's so incredibly hard to climb out of i guess i just couldn't stay away maybe i was meant to be sad after all, it got me to write again ay?
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Dec 9, 2016
Dec 9, 2016 at 1:55 AM UTC
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