a long, long time ago, when i was alive, people would have told you that i was crazy. they would have told you that i needed help. they would have told you that i lied. but i promise you, i was totally normal.... for a while. that is until i knew how i truly felt about myself, and how others felt about me.
alot happened back then. only one word sums up how it felt: drowning. drowning in a sea of my own faults, emotions, and blood. my tears only fell when i had given up on holding in all of my emotions. and trust me, noone will ever know how it felt to be so close to giving up every single day, how it felt to be dead inside yet fake a smile and happiness so that noone would worry for me.
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Teen Fictionjust a little story. trigger warning!!! if you are easily triggered by self harm or depression please dont read
