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Ongoing, First published Dec 14, 2015
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"I can only breath when the pain has lifted off my chest And in that desperate time I didn't care if what it took to breath was a blade pressed harshly against my delicate skin. All I knew was in that moment what I needed was a pain I could see. That I could watch heal. I needed a snap back into reality and my blade was my first class ticket to feeling alive."
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Not every book has a hero And not every Fairytale has a prince I am a person just like you Not some force that cannot be hurt My heart can be broken And my mind can be shattered I may not be human but I'm sure as hell not normal ====================== "I like to believe we have a purpose in life, something that defines who we are inside and out, we find ourselves through that long and hard trial. People often ask me where I find myself or how I did, if I'm being honest, I don't really find myself anywhere, and I think that's ok".