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you know what's the worst feeling? having to take multiple deep breaths to steady your uneven breathing because no one else if there to help you with it. having to force ice-cold water down your throat in hope that it'll force down that lump that makes your throat hurt. having music blasting in your earbuds at the highest fucking volume, hoping that it'd drown out their words. having your hands balled into fists so tight, to the point your nails are digging in the palm of your hand and your knuckles are as white as paper. having to resist the strong urge to scream and let out all your emotions that you've kept bottled up for so long. having your vision blurred to the point you can't make out anything in front of you. all just because you don't want to shed the tears, because you don't want to show them you are weak.
but in reality, you are. you were, you are and maybe will always be too. weak. no matter how much of a overly sarcastic and tough exterior you put up, there's still that side of you that comes out more often than you want to and when it does, all you want to do is crawl into a hole and die, or maybe jump off the fucking roof or whatever, because that seems like the only way you can escape the harsh reality of this cruel world.