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You know that day would never come,but you don't know for sure.But it doesn't matter now does it?Because all that is worth in the world isn't worth anything compared to the memories.This is a story about how those memories came to reality and how reality came into view.The morals that you promised you'd never do,now broken.The people you knew were important got pushed out of frame from this place.A place in life where things were different,where you were different.The person you thought you were is now gone and just left with the person you despised.
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The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

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