• 11 months ago
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Since I was a child, there have been times where no matter how confident I feel, how complete I yearn to be, I can’t. I’ve been watching people suffer too long and to what end? I made it another day and they didn’t, so I have to live in this hell. Every night I stare at the ceiling praying to whoever wants to listen, that just for a moment I could forget it all. The cries of pain around me, the groaning of fatigue in day to day life become too much and I can’t take it anymore. I need rest.

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