• 18th February
    2012
  • 18
Then, upon truly waking up, I realized what had happened the night before. Any form of peace that was left for me was masked by the wrenching feeling that my life would never be the same, that I would never be the same. I was disgusting. I was repulsive. I was me. When someone is that revolting, all you want to do is remove yourself from their presence… and all I could think about was how I was going to remove myself from myself

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Every time I read this I cry….

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