After I had made my way across the deck and down the stairs, the chilly air gradually wore off and I could feel the sun beams warming my back. I let my hair down and shook it out, admiring the glint on it from the bright, spring day. About four steps into my walk, I realized that there was no music, and stopped to turn on my mp3 player. The music
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and it is sad to pick out a coffin. i was helping my mum pick one out for my dad about this time 5 years ago.
*happy happy joy joy* XD
you write pretty ^^
xo
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Thanks.
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in fact my left arm is practically deformed. is it bad that i love that?
maybe someday ill regret it. probably around the time i try to get a "real" job XD
and ive suicided many times -_- i have some mental problems XD literally.
this journal is for my ED only but if you want to know more about me my other username is harm_me. id have to add you tho coz its friends only.
i only give it out to people who i think i have things in common with ^^
dont check it out if you think youd be triggered tho
much love
xoxokimmy
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