And yes I’ll be okay don’t worry about me. Treat me however you want and look at me as the brick wall once I finish killing myself I don’t want you to regret it. I mean it..
All These Feeling I Keep Inside, You Will Never Know.. As Everyone Walked Away A Part Of Me Started Dieing And Soon I Became A Mess.. Because All These Anchors Drowned Me..
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