Trainspotting
There was once a time back in my morbid days of "teenage angst" where I was definetly on the verge of emmotional collapse. Sometimes I feel, especially here... now, that I've never left the perimiter of the precipise. I've just been pacing back and forth. I used to be suicidal... a junkie, shuffled in and out of counselor's offices, seeing one
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