If I'm worth it then why didn't you do anything to help me? Why didn't you stop me from hurting myself? Or from starving myself (I used to starve myself and still kinda do)? Why did you watch as I cried? Why did you just stand there as I kept writing on my arm that I need to die? That everyone will be happier without me? If you really cared and actually thought I mattered then why didn't you help when you had the chance?
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RandomEverything written is real. Names will be changed for privacy. These are thoughts and memories. The things I see. Perspective.
