I choked.I really did. Everytime. Every bloody moment.
Darn.
Sometimes.I wonder how much
stupider can i get.
And why do I love torturing myself that much.
Sanked the claws in myself. And try to tear myself apart.
When the bridge’s broken, people would usually just find another way.
I would walk right through it.

Knowing that I’ll fall.

I hate all those. I want it to stop.
I really want it to stop.

 

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