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the end

i've not shaken and cried this much in a while, i feel as though my heart, once fixed glass, has just been shattered all over again.
i feel so fucking worthless, like i'll never be able to trust and love again.
i guess my depression was only numbed, not cured.
my heart is non existent, my minds a mess, my blood is as cold as me
is this what the end feels like?
don't just to conclusions, i haven't done anything awful, just something mild because i know i can't leave, as much as i want to i can't.
Kami, Robyn, My sister. they're the reason i'm still breathing, i hope i can keep them.
"goodbye..."

sincerely,
Me?.