"How did I allow so much pain to be in my way?
I wish I had fallen that day at age 7.
At least I would have known that many people wouldn't cry, I wouldn't cry.
There is no way to scratch my body anymore.
Even knowing it will never heal I'll keep scratching it even more.
Do you want to save me and get into my pain?
Then I promise to be your fucking headache for eternity..... Remember that words are sacred and can also kill.
But remember that my eyes, the ones you see now, died long ago".
- JoinedMay 6, 2020
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