I never thought I'd see the day I'd celebrate new years last year, and progress onwards to 2017. Honestly, I was so sure a few months ago that I wouldn't even be alive for Christmas, but here I am. Sadly, I wish I was right to begin with... I wish I had never woken up the multiple times I flooded my body with pills.
2017 was supposed to be promising, a year of happiness and good things... So far, its been the worst year I've encountered.
I no longer feel happy, and I force a smile more times in the last week than I ever have before. I won't even begin to explain the large number of illegal substances I've put into my body to tolerate Christmas and the new year, all for nothing, because still I feel lost in a sea of my own tears... And soon, I know, I'll drown.
Hopefully... I'll drown...
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