I hated myself before I was five truly alive let everyone die before my eyes. I saw myself to see what I'd be then I realized I hated me. I couldn't really hide that I wanted to die but people thought it was lie because I not dead and what a true friend. Everyone thought I wanted attention but I wanted was a human connection. I was told I was going to Hell because I gay and well I've already failed. I was told people were worse off I thought I problems didn't matter filled with sadness and anger I knew I shatter. So I went away to a place to help me escape it didn't work so I put on a fake face and left in only ten days oh a shame that I've became not able to maintain stable mind cause thought of blood all the a beautiful site not able to fight.
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Randomthese are just my thoughts don't read if you don't care I am a very sad and depressed person if you are my friend don't read I don't want you to know how week I am
