Maybe one day soon I will die. Maybe then everyone can be happy. Maybe then everyone can say "yayyy! We don't gotta deal with her no more-what a relief!" Maybe one day all of us will get that wish we're looking for ... my demise.
I can't be the one to do it. Lord knows I've tried so many times. So I just gotta wait...but I'm running outta patience. And so is everyone else I find. I don't know why I'm here anymore. I just screw everything up. Not sure why anyone cares anymore. I'm sure to mess that up too.
Just let me rot - maybe then I'll die.
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Life is not measured by the amount of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away
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