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Really wanted to post this but my self esteem just went down the drain. I feel so fat. I wish I could have more self discipline to go on a diet

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I’m sorry I let my parents down. They haven’t been perfect, but I’ve been an utter disappointment my whole life. I’ve messed up time and time again. I hate that I haven’t made them proud of me. I hate the disappointment and tiredness on their faces when I keep failing at everything. I hate being mentally ill. I hate it.

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Realizing that this life isn't for you and wanting to die, makes this life more sadder.

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Once a whore, you're nothing more I'm sorry that will never change.

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Kill me now

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Is it possible to love someone that it hurts?

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Is it possible to love someone that it hurts?

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You want to give up, give in

Hey, I'm still alive and breathing. Never thought I'd change my mind. My anchor and my love, will always keep me here. Though the feeling of giving up is not leaving me. It's like cancer and its here, it won't leave. I need help.

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a new print on my INPRNT

check it out :D

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Sunset Rainbow & Happy Sunny Fence Friday by Lucas ()

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Through the Dark Of You

My darkest dreaded days

Were filled with loss of you

Where light was hardy seen

From constant tear filled gaze

Sanity tethered on a thread

Cries, pleading for the end

And broken as I was

Slowly the blackness turned anger red

needed mourning given due

And out I came the other side

From live to dead to live again

Living even though we’re through

Gds 2/11/19

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Abyss

You drop in the abyss of unkown, thinking if I have already killed myself. This was what I was afraid of, abyss. It was a blackhole spinning me round and round until I couldn’t feel anymore, until I couldn’t see anymore, until my heart that hurts so much is the only thing that keeps me here. I knew I was happy, maybe I expected too much from life. The “You only live once”, “Live life to the fullest” was what I was always thinking that now I’m getting sucked up the abyss of nothingness, abyss of the unknown, abyss of no where to go. I knew, eversince, that my life would be cut short. I always hoped it not be of depression but of disease or some other reason and not me, not done by me. I guess life really has ways of pulling you down.

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When will it end?

The story has already reached its limit, where is the limit exactly? When you don't even know where you are, how should you know where the story is already? This dark, scary world has already taken a toll on you and where should you go? If not forward? But this emptiness this emotional turmoil makes you stop and think. Why are you even here? You want it to end, you want it to stop but the world keeps on spinning and the world keeps on turning and you're dizzy enough to fall but it will not let you. Life will not let you. So, when will it end?