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sticks and stones may break my bones but as if that's worse then the names I was called. i grew up believing no one would love me everyone hates me and that i deserved to die. real or fake i would always break because words are worse then the names i was called. so i cut myself so i couldn't feel the pain of damaging words, but the only thing it does is make it start again sadness and depression are two different things sadness is temporary depression is your limbs depression isn't a choice people think the opposite unless they've been through it themselves but how should they know? but depression isn't you it's not who you are it's the illness that creates pain you can win this spar sticks and stones will break my bones and words will always hurt me. but i believe in truth. i won't fall to lies. if we've made it this far without dieing we're strong. we can be stronger. Sticks and stones may break my bones; words will always hurt me. But friends and family will help mend my scars, and I will stay strong.
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Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 5:26 AM UTC
sticks and stones
sticks and stones may break my bones but as if that's worse then the names I was called. i grew up believing no one would love me everyone hates me and that i deserved to die. real or fake i would always break because words are worse then the names i was called. so i cut myself so i couldn't feel the pain of damaging words, but the only thing it does is make it start again sadness and depression are two different things sadness is temporary depression is your limbs depression isn't a choice people think the opposite unless they've been through it themselves but how should they know? but depression isn't you it's not who you are it's the illness that creates pain you can win this spar sticks and stones will break my bones and words will always hurt me. but i believe in truth. i won't fall to lies. if we've made it this far without dieing we're strong. we can be stronger. Sticks and stones may break my bones; words will always hurt me. But friends and family will help mend my scars, and I will stay strong.
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Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 5:26 AM UTC
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