i love everything about yourself that you hate.
i love how we laugh about everythinf but still can talk about death and nothing is weird.
i love how you talk about suicide and your own attempt casually but you don't make fun of it.
i love how you give constructive criticism.
i love how you're a great friend.
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Sad Words Written Out of Context
Poetrysmall sad words and maybe sometimes some happiness and hope. this won't end until i have learnt how to love myself. then a new era will start. - hope y'all readers are okay if you need advice look at the last chapter.
