My best friend since the second grade just swallowed a bottle of pills. I try and I try to get these people to stop. I TRY SO DAMN HARD. I have talked people out of taking their own lives. I have given advice on how to run away from an abusive home. I have told someone how to patch up self harm scars. I AM 13 FUCKING YEARS OLD. I SHOULD NOT HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS FOR FUCKS SAKE. I AM A KID. WHY DOES ALL THIS FALL ONTO MY SHOULDERS. I AM NOT A PROFESSIONAL. I AM BROKEN AND DAMAGED AND HURTING LIKE EVERYONE ELSE. I GIVE AND GIVE AND GIVE EVEN WHEN I DONT HAVE ANYTHING TO GIVE. I HAD NOTHING TO GIVE IN THE FIRST PLACE. SO I GAVE PIECES OF MY SOUL AND BODY AND MIND. HOW MUCH DO I HAVE TO GIVE UNTIL THERE IS NOTHING LEFT OF ME.
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TerrorI am just gonna rant in here or like spill some things I need let off my chest read or don't
