Save Me from Myself
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Last published Tue, Aug 1, 2017
It wasn't fate, it was me. It was my decision to do it. No one will ever understand why I did what I did, but I do. That's all that matters to me
This time it wasn't out of pity for myself and my shitty life. It was out of pure sorrow. The loss of a loved one is more then painful. It rips all the life right out of your body, and I wasn't ready to go through that yet another time.
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