If you asked me now who I am, the only answer I could give without any curtainty would be my name. For the rest : my love, my hate, down to even my deepest desire I can no longer say wether these emotions are my own or stolen from those I once desperately wanted to be.
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Self Harm,depression, Suicide Quotes
PoetryAnd like the moon she had a side so bright that even the stars couldn't shine on it but then again she had a side so dark that even the sun couldn't burn it.
