I can touch all of my scars
I can bleed out with my heart
I can cause me so much pain
Just to make it go away
I can eat and drink so much
I can starve until I want
I can purge so it's all gone
Hoping I don't fall apart
I can smile and even laugh
I can joke or I can sass
I can cry and also scream
Guess that's the way it is
I can't make me be the best
I can't even get some rest
I can cut and purge and cry
I will do that till I die.
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Dear Diary, // L.S
General Fiction[𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒅] "Goodbyes hurt when the story is not finished and the book has been closed forever." No one listens to him so he pours his heart out in a diary. ~ short-ish story !!!Trigger warnings in the prologue!!!
