Dark times...

Dark times...

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It's always the same. Day after day. Like some kind of fucked up routine.

Wake up nauseous, take meds, feed my dog, eat something (ANYTHING), clean myself, work, take meds, have more food, end work, play with my dog, hate myself, go outside shopping, avoid everyone because I'm scared shitless of being abused again, go home, hide from the world, eat again, waste my fucking life as I watch the clock move, take meds, sleep and do all over again the next day.

Over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over AGAIN

EVERYTHING, I DONT KNOW HOW MUCH LONGER I CAN DO THIS

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Опубликован 6 дней назад

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