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springumn

i remember the year i tried to kill
          myself. i remember the exact day, time,
          and place. but most of all, i remember
          how hopeless i felt.
          isn't it sad how broken someone must
          be to do such a thing?
          it's the feeling as though everything's
          dark. that there's not a single light to
          be found. it's that empty feeling of
          waking up every day and just
          immediately wanting to go back to bed.
          when you're just so tired of your pain
          that you become convinced there's no
          other choice. it's not even the feeling of
          wanting to die. it's the feeling of giving
          up because you've tried so hard and
          you still don't understand how it feels
          to be alive.