seventy one.
if one day you wake up and i'm gone, don't cry, don't grieve and don't write paragraphs about how much you loved me, because i have hit the point in my life where i'm just done, i cried, i tried, i fought but everything is crashing down. my demons are screaming louder, trying to eat away the rest of me. and this time, i can't fight it anymore. it has gotten to the point where i don't know who i am anymore. i constantly feel like i'm on the verge of breaking down. i feel like i'm going crazy, and my mind is an ocean, my thoughts are a tsunami. i can't sleep, i can't concentrate, i can't even think straight. i am a mess and i'm coming apart at the seams and it scares me. i have tried so hard to get better, to get over this, and to forget it all. i thought i was getting to the point where i could finally say "wow, i'm feeling a lot better" but right now i couldn't feel any worse.
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