Knowing you have the power, why don't you just do it. Just fucking end it. What does it fucking matter? No one loves you. No one cares. You cry for attention but nobody's there. What's the point in living in a life you despise? The pills are right there. You know there's enough. It's easy. Just swallow like the good girl you are. Those lines on your wrists aren't just for show. You're broken and shattered and your walls are crumbling down. But they don't see it. They don't know. How many days does it take someone to fall apart? I don't know. Let's find out. 1...2...3... Soon it's a year and soon it's ten. How long will it take till the walls finally cave in? They don't love you or see you. So what's the fucking point? But why can't I do it? The world may never know....
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RandomMost of these may be depressing. So this whole thing is a trigger warning. I just have a lot of feelings.