All I can do is keep breathing.
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Oh my, it feels like my heart stopped beating. Please help me, take this all away. I'm done.
I forget to dream in color.
Great, I'm addicted to anything that destroys me. alcohol, cigarettes,cutting. sweet and divine, razor of mine. Feel ugly, wanna be called "pretty". day after day, cuttin' away. yes, all these bands write songs about cutting. do they know how it feels like?
I need this. Can't stop it. No chance for me to win this fight. Such a shame to see these scars.
except for a small few bruises, scars and cuts
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