Everyone thinks that I am okay.
That I'm recovering from this break up.
But the truth is
I'm not.
The reason I get so happy sometimes,
Is that I forget what I did.
I forget that he is gone.
Sometimes I even forget that he excised.
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Random****WARNING**** This has really emotional problems going on in my life and reflects my personal thoughts. This might be triggering to some people. I promise. I will NOT kill myself. These are just personal thoughts that occur to me when I'm in my da...
