why do words always fail to help us when we really need them? why do they come out light when we need them dark and depressing? why do i feel imprisoned by my self-censorship when i almost know for sure that few if not no one will ever care enough to read those words? i have thought of a selfish solution to put it all to an end, i guess i'm not there yet, but close. i'm tired and somewhere i'll just stop trying.
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