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I wish you would text to see if I'm okay.
I'm not.
At all.
Telling my husband it's just illness.
Honesty is it's my dark thoughts and fear.
You know I should be there.
I'm just waiting for something that wont happen.
I don't want to tell you AGAIN that I'm not okay.
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**the curiosity can kill the soul but leave the pain and every ounce of innocence is left inside her brain**
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