I don't need a reason to kill myself, I need a reason not to.
I could die at any moment, the tragedy is that I don't.
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It’s like a hitch, when your breath gets caught in between the spaces of your ribs, as it swings up and down. Air trapped between the whit...
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You're there again, in a little corner, of sorts, where you used to hide. a place where you could always run to and disappear, an ol...
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Greetings and Salutations, It's back. It's the year 2014, I'm sitting in a coffee shop drinking my hot chocolate, (yes, I...
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"Because life is boring" The words raspy in the cold night air, echoes as it bounces of the walls of the room. Voicing reason, sho...