I feel as if my OCD has been slowly eating me alive, and now my body is covered in gaping holes. I fear one day there won't be enough of me to keep going. That I'll fall over dead, just skin and bones. Nothing left of the girl who smiled so brightly but struggled everyday with the black cloud over her head.
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My Deepest Darkest Secrets Only Internet Strangers Can Read
PoesíaHere are my deepest darkest secrets I only feel comfortable with complete strangers reading. If you know me and your reading this.. fuck off
