NyuNique

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My life: 
          	I was a secret, a something. Something that wasn't supposed to be here, I'm an accident I know that. Ever since I asked my mom that in middle school I blocked all my feelings and used a mask, really well too. People didn't notice when I started to go mute, I always had a rubber band for an alternative for suicide, but I always had a razor with me. I snapped the band on my wrist till people told me to stop. I always wanted to kill myself but was too much of a bitch to actually do it, so I survived. I kept my mask on through middle school then graduated, my mask got thicker and I forgot about all my emotions, that I can't take off my mask ever again. Not only am I a useless accident, I'm an empty shell that looks like a human 

NyuNique

this message may be offensive
My life: 
          I was a secret, a something. Something that wasn't supposed to be here, I'm an accident I know that. Ever since I asked my mom that in middle school I blocked all my feelings and used a mask, really well too. People didn't notice when I started to go mute, I always had a rubber band for an alternative for suicide, but I always had a razor with me. I snapped the band on my wrist till people told me to stop. I always wanted to kill myself but was too much of a bitch to actually do it, so I survived. I kept my mask on through middle school then graduated, my mask got thicker and I forgot about all my emotions, that I can't take off my mask ever again. Not only am I a useless accident, I'm an empty shell that looks like a human