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Huling na-publish Wed, Mar 11, 2015
Why? Why am i so DANM stupid? I always fall for some one and when they finally like me back or even love me. I break. This is what bi polar does. But if i tell people.. They make me worse. I used to be afraid of monsters. Then i realized that the monster i fear is in me. And I can't escape that. There's no way i can ever love again. Not after this. I've hurt him to bad. Luckily I hid his 'tools' as i call them. I have them to. Some differnt than what other people might think i mean. What I mean is my razors and blades and knives and pens and more. If your wondering what I do with these 'tools' as i call them.. I use it to relese the pain i feel. People who know about it call me 'Emo' this means i self harm. I have and i do. I've also tried to kill myself on many occasions. Ive always wanted to be a writer. Im Emily and this is my twisted story. Enjoy
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