Killed myself. Died when I broke the promise I made to myself.
He was right. All my life I will be just OK. He cursed me.
No I am just blaming him and him. He doesn't need to be sensitive. I need to stand up and fight for myself. I need to walk out of the mess that I have made of myself, to be myself again.
...Moods that take me and erase me and I am painted black...
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Don't we all go through this?
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i will agree with chintan here. but if u can't, let go, go die. either way, man up. fight for whats it worth or dont fight at all and let it consume you. that way, u either live or you dont.
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