I should of died in that car today. I should of been consumed in flames. At least then I wouldn’t feel this way. I wouldn’t be broken, alone , lost. I can’t lay here, my mind is consuming me. It all leads back to the fact I need to be gone.
Every year this day gets worse then the last, but this time… I can’t take it. I want something to live for, not something to die from.
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I can’t not and will not ever hold a substantially significant relationship. Why? Because I’m fucked up. I don’t know how to be with someone because the ones I love only love me in the sheets. You would of thought I’d stop making the same mistake months ago, but this is all I know and this is all I have. It’s the closest I’ll ever be to someone loving me because I’m nothing if not fucked up.
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