It's not that I wanted things to be like this. They left me. Cold, alone, scared. I could cry and scream and cut and scratch. Nothing would change. Scars and tear stains are common in my world. This is how I live now, and this is how I die.
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It's not that I wanted things to be like this. They left me. Cold, alone, scared. I could cry and scream and cut and scratch. Nothing would change. Scars and tear stains are common in my world. This is how I live now, and this is how I die.