Day #3 of no sleep, I hate my thoughts more than anything right now. I want them gone forever and I want them to have never existed. I'm gonna lose him, and I don't know what I'll do if he disappears...
People think that I'm okay, but really I'm breaking down on the inside trying hide everything from everyone... I can only handle so much, before I break or snap. Every time I tell someone what's wrong all I get is "I'm sorry" I wish I could find someone who understands what I'm going through...
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