March 25, 2020

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Dear Diary,

Here we go again , my concious telling me im wrong , my mind telling me to stop to just give up on all aspect of life . 


The pain I feel inside is leaving me numb on the outside showing the people who surround me , that im weak i let my fear over take me like its a race like tommorow will nbe my last breathe sometimes i want that to be true and other days not so much 


K
Kiki
Mar 25, 2020 · 57 views

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