12-11-12

Even now, no matter how strong I seem I still want to cut so bad, take drugs to numb the pain, to not exist but I can’t so I work to get there, I work damn hard to get to something better, a better life, a better me… And you know what? I’ll be okay because I’ll get there. Even if it takes me till my last breath.

-B.

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