I'm such a hypocrite.
I tell my friends they have to eat when I don't.
I tell them they shouldn't listen to what others say when I do.
I tell them they shouldn't cut when I do.
I tell them life is worth living when I have considered suicide.
I tell them to be happy when I'm battling depression.
I tell them I'll never leave when I know I'm going to.
How ironic.
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"Dear Past Me, I'm Sorry.."
Random...for failing you. Just a bunch of poems and quotes, some are mine some aren't. I'll lyk which is which (tw: contains depictions of suicide and depression.)
