You go home.
You look in the mirror.
You cry.
You think you're ugly (even though you're not).
You think you're fat (nope, not at all, beautiful).
You want to die (please don't die).
And the worst part is, the next day, it happens all over again until the day you give up (don't give up, you're too special to me).
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Here's To All The Broken People ~ Depressing Quotes
PoetryJust a bunch of quotes about suicide, depression, and all that jazz! Any edits in the media are made by me. Feel free to post them anywhere, just give me credit or I swear to god, I will find you and kill you. I'm completely serious. I'm going throu...
