Every single person in my life keeps compounding upon my inner agony with every half-assed interaction, and those half-assed interactions are just barely enough for them to be able to make me guilt myself into keeping me from killing myself.
Every single person in my life keeps compounding upon my inner agony with every half-assed interaction, and those half-assed interactions are just barely enough for them to be able to make me guilt myself into keeping me from killing myself.