Born To Die

Born To Die

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Who we are is an amalgamation of numerous different things; the people we love and those we hate, the sins we forgive and those we commit, the choices we make and those that are made for us, the tragedies we survive and those that we let break us. I am just an insignificant, useless thing; a footnote. I am just someone that was Born To Die.
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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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