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I swear if my thoughts are true then im genuinely never gonna try and get better. I'll just die shitty. Like Ive always been. But even more shittier. I'll never talk to anyone about it, keep talking to creeps, relapse and scar my skin, starve myself, try and save up money for pills, consume more media. I'll keep being happy for them. And then after that i'll just dissapear. Like nothing ever happened. Besides, i don't even have anybody else to get better for if he genuinely did leave me. Im grasping onto stupid fake hope that maybe, maybe someone chose to stay with and put up with my antics for longer than a year. Im such a fucking idiot... Im such a dumbass. Fuck this shit man. Fuck.