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Everything changes, i begin to feel accepted, the sharpener is used only for pencils, the knife used for only cutting vegetables, i saw the light in the darkness, i saw the good in the bad, i used to sit there endlessly sad, that feeling of loneliness, that feeling of helplessness, all the feelings i felt gone, replaced by a light warm feeling, my soul feels as though its finally healing, i wake up smiling rather than screaming, i get a phone call and i answer it, before i would have been scared, getting used to this feeling? its definitely weird, because this is the first time ever, there's no reason to be scared, i can smile/laugh/dance/sing, i don't need blades or bleach or anything
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Jan 14, 2014
Jan 14, 2014 at 9:47 AM UTC
Healing
Everything changes, i begin to feel accepted, the sharpener is used only for pencils, the knife used for only cutting vegetables, i saw the light in the darkness, i saw the good in the bad, i used to sit there endlessly sad, that feeling of loneliness, that feeling of helplessness, all the feelings i felt gone, replaced by a light warm feeling, my soul feels as though its finally healing, i wake up smiling rather than screaming, i get a phone call and i answer it, before i would have been scared, getting used to this feeling? its definitely weird, because this is the first time ever, there's no reason to be scared, i can smile/laugh/dance/sing, i don't need blades or bleach or anything
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Jan 14, 2014
Jan 14, 2014 at 9:47 AM UTC
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