I shaved my head, cleaned my room of bad memories and garbage, and organized what little i remember of who i used to be.
i could die happy, i think.
"no words today, cause they would make you pity my existence.
But i dont want your pity, or your empathy and attention."
i could die happy, i think.
"no words today, cause they would make you pity my existence.
But i dont want your pity, or your empathy and attention."
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Don't be sad you knew it would happen some day .