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It's quite tragic actually because after time and time of feeling and being torn apart piece by piece my brain was finally done. Like all of my feelings have been endured and experienced and what's even more heartbreaking is that It's like I cannot even feel anymore. An eternal trench in my stomach that continuously spews and extracts an addicting senseless toxin and bitter venom my heart becomes cold and no more tears can be shed because it's Game over.
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Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 11:16 PM UTC
Game over.
It's quite tragic actually because after time and time of feeling and being torn apart piece by piece my brain was finally done. Like all of my feelings have been endured and experienced and what's even more heartbreaking is that It's like I cannot even feel anymore. An eternal trench in my stomach that continuously spews and extracts an addicting senseless toxin and bitter venom my heart becomes cold and no more tears can be shed because it's Game over.
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Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 11:16 PM UTC
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