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Why did I asked you permission?
Why did I feel the need to ask ?

I hate myself for giving someone the power to tell me to do things. I hate myself for thinking, I should do this, but no cuz It's gonna hurt you, so no. I hate myself for always, always letting someone kill me easily.

I want to push you away so badly. I need to do that. I want to change my link, and stop letting you in my head.

I spam when it's like shit. I'm in class and I'm spamming. Thanks alot.

And you read them all. What are you gonna say after this? Why did I complaint in my blog ? Cuz it's my blog, I do what I want. I write what I want.

I want a space to pour out without being questioned.

If you can't help questioning me, you tell me. Tell me, I'll change the link. You don't have to read them. Nobody told you to read them. My fault for giving you the damn link. Yeah.

Half an hour more, then class would be over.

I seriously hope I die young. Very young. Idgaf how ugly my corpse is gonna be. I'm done.

Negativity didn't kill me. Negativity is trying to save me from all this bullshit. The voices are trying to save me. I should never ever ignore the voices.

When the situation looks good, when I feel like life is great and I don't wanna ruin it, shits appear.

Shits like this. So never allow myself to get too happy. Positivity kills you. It gives you hope. But nothing can change that shitty past of mine. When it's all over, I'll make sure I don't repeat all this shit mistakes.

Stay alone, and stop trusting.