hope
.... I hoped one day, that id be better happier healther physically and mentally. but as time passes those thoughts did happen, maybe for a short period of time. but I was truly happy but now. now I'm back to the same old version of myself, the one who wanted to die, the one who cut herself, and saw no point in living. the rather truth is, this is a miserable life we cannot escape. the happiness never stays. it only makes u crave it even more, crave an escape, love, friendship, and wealth. most of the goals are impossible, so just sit back down.. and weep till u cannot anymore.
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