keeps happening and none of it seems to be good.
This week I realised that people don't leave because they're cruel, they leave because of me.
Mum says I suck the life out of her and I make her miserable.
I say "only one more year".
I can do this, I can make it out alive. I've made it this far, I can keep going.
My stomach still hurts, I'd very much like it to stop.
Very much.
Preferably now.
On a side note, NEW BLOGSPOT LAYOUT YOU WILL NEVER CATCH ME. I AM STRONG, I WILL NEVER SUCCUMB.
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