I don't care whether there's a light or not I'm just so fucking sick of seeing the same tunnel for most of my childhood to now. I don't even know who I am anymore. The noise is getting louder as my demons keep screaming at me that I don't matter. I started listening.
If I could kill myself then see how everyone acts about it and chose if I want to stay dead or not I would've already.
I know people love me. I still feel like an absolute failure.
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RandomThis is for like sad things that I think throughout the day and art stuff and like I might include poetry I don't know. It won't be interesting or anything it's just going to be here for my vents when I really need it or something. I really don't kn...
