(Don't) Trust Me.

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I SURE HAVEN'T TOLD MYSELF THAT I WANTED TO DIE THAT MANY TIMES IN A ROW
BUT WHAT AN INTENSE HOUR IT WAS
I'VE FELT LIKE A DISAPPOINTMENT BEFORE BUT WHAT KIND OF THINGS DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS

THAT'S RIGHT, I FORGOT:
I FEEL
I FEEL THINGS AND I FEEL WRONG
SO SOCIETY DECIDED THAT I'M WRONG AND MY PARENTS WERE RIGHT THERE NEXT TO THE CRITICS
SO HURRAH TO THE RAZOR I SPENT HOURS DAYDREAMING ABOUT DRAGGING ACROSS MY THIGH
AND HURRAH TO THE STRENGTH I PRETENDED TO HAVE WHILE RESISTING BLEEDING

BUT I PROMISE I'M ALRIGHT
I PROMISE

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