I wanted to kill myself
and you couldn’t stop yelling at me
about who I was, and what I do.
Like it almost didn’t cross your mind,
that I hate myself too.
dh
10.06.22
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I wanted to kill myself
and you couldn’t stop yelling at me
about who I was, and what I do.
Like it almost didn’t cross your mind,
that I hate myself too.
dh
10.06.22
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