The important thing is to not let it in. But it's so hard not to, specially if it's not I'm used to. It's easier that way, but my thoughts kill me every fucking time. You know what I'm most scared of? That I'm going to die a very sad person and I won't even know why, and people won't even know that I am. I'm too fucked up in the head and I don't even know why that is so.
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