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tears stained red god, I wish I was dead I long to tear myself apart to no longer be a being I wish to disappear into the void for my body to become an empty vessel for my soul to be freed I wish for the thoughts to stop I wish I could stop hurting myself slicing my skin open for some sort of feeling I wish it would stop.
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May 15, 2019
May 15, 2019 at 11:48 PM UTC
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tears stained red god, I wish I was dead I long to tear myself apart to no longer be a being I wish to disappear into the void for my body to become an empty vessel for my soul to be freed I wish for the thoughts to stop I wish I could stop hurting myself slicing my skin open for some sort of feeling I wish it would stop.
it is almost midnight and for some reason, I was drawn here to write after the longest time.
#self#harm#sad#depression#anxiety#death#help
boneyknees
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boneyknees
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May 15, 2019
May 15, 2019 at 11:48 PM UTC
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