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Why bother?
Why bother giving up the one thing that makes you feel.
Gives you something to look after.
Actually makes you feel good.
Being ill so you dont have to leave the house, so no one has to see you.
Not that anyone wants to.
Who cares about the scars when your face if wrecked any way.
& your fat. Nothing fits you right.
Not even intelligent.
I want everything to go away, i want to lock myself up and not leave.
I want the pain to go away
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