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A friends diary
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Continúa, Has publicado feb 24, 2020
One of my closer friends suffers from anti social personality disorder, and she gave me an old diary she had, this story is an attempt to see the world as she sees it through the diary and how i would perceived it as an outsider, and maybe see how, if you could, one might have been able to spare her some of the pain she felt, join me in the journey of mental illness, and maybe it will help me sort out my feelings for her in the present,
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I'll Love You Till the End

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So I have this thing. Some people would call it a catastrophe; some would call it heart breaking. It also has the name of disease, and heart killer. I call it just cancer. Simple enough as it is, right? Doesn't help that I already had it once before, it just came back to fight harder as ever. I thought it was over. Isn't it though? Don't you give up at that point? Senior year and I'm ready to end my life as a person all together. I'm tired of fighting and might as well give up because there are no chances of me living all together. So as a smart choice I move so when I die no one will know me or care about me. Wouldn't that be the logical choice? I don't want pity. Never liked, never will. So don't tell anyone I have cancer. Ever. Doesn't help that a boy started getting involved with me and snuck under my skin before I even realized what he was doing. What changed me were those few, simple words all together. "I'll love you till the end." That, that was about the time I started caring about life again. And it was all because of him.