And all you lil anons can go fuck yourselves cause you have no chance.:) love you giada(:
I’m not as strong as you think, sadly.. ): il try, i promise.
My heart starts thumping faster, and I go deaf, the sound of my heartbeat replaces the noise surrounding me. I can’t take it anymore, I think. My body starts getting warmer, and those thoughts appear again. Death. I don’t think life is made for me, I don’t think I belong here. Nothing ever works out. Even surrounded by, a million people, I, still feel all alone. I’m sick of trying, I’m sick of getting back up, and them tumbling down all over again. I’m getting feebler and weaker; I’m having trouble getting back up. I just don’t want to be here anymore. I really don’t. I’m trying to stay strong, I’m holding on, I promise, but my body is getting warmer, my heartbeat is racing, and I’m sweating more and more each second. I don’t think I’ll be able. I don’t think I’ll be able to hold on anymore, my hand is slipping.
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