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and once again. the battle begins.

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i use to cut… but that had to end for obvious reasons so instead i went to gym to help which was really good and i always felt better but… my mother thought it was a waste of time and force me to quit… and now i’m on smoking.

i just want something anything that will help me relieve stress and help me when i really need it but now it seems my smoking may ruin a relationship that is dear to me, so if i quit that… what do i have left to help me cope with everything?

i don’t want to result back to cutting and if i’m left with nothing.. what will become of me? will i finally go insane?

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there’s this habit of yours.

you know but you don’t speak.

… who does that?

why does it feel like i’ve done something horrible..?

actually i know i did.

and there isn’t anything i can do about it, i have no right to say anything.

i think im just going to go and sit in some corner some where and tell my self how stupid i’ve become.

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friend: you know what i’ve just realized, every guy that you have been with or that has said they like you or whatever have all had a problem with who you are, they have all tried to change you.

my friend said this to me a few days ago.

maybe the reason they’ve all tried to change me is because there is something wrong with me? maybe it’s just me, i’ve been taking a firm stand for as long as i can remember, staying the same the way i like myself to be but… is it time for me to change my self to accommodate the needs of others instead of my own?

i mean where do you draw that line… how much can you change about yourself to still be able to say ‘i’m not lost, i’m still the person i want to be’ without that constant voice whispering ‘this isn’t who you are’ or ‘you’ve lost yourself’

i have changed through out the years based on experience, it’s shaped who i am today, right now i’m some what happy and i’m not lost but it seems as if… i’m wrong.

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should have never told my mother i had school every Thursday if shit like this was going to happen.

ethaney:

to fight for each minute is to 
fight for what is possible within
yourself,
so that your life and your death
will not be like
theirs.

bukowski 

blood stained hands.

that fear.

you saved a life.

just knowing…

why?

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i gave in, i let myself slip and slide, i looked past my fear in hope that maybe everyone is right, in hope that i would find peace but… that wasn’t the case.. instead this was the result?

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