Thought, typed, written.
Laughed, smiled, loved.
Frowned, yelled, slept.
Worried, cried, bled.
And that's only the tip of the iceberg.
You may not realize it, but I've done a lot of things because of you. There's things that I need to get off my chest. Things that, frankly, you need to know.
But if you won't answer, then how I am I supposed to tell you?
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But, Issa...for the love of god, please don't tell me you're self harming yourself over this. Please. If you are, my hand is going to go through the internet screen and smack you. This. Is not. A reason. To DO THAT. In fact, nothing is. Self harming is ridiculous and solves NOTHING. If you're really doing that, then STOP. You're only causing more harm than good by doing something like that. You're smarter than that. I'd hope you are.
I've been through the shit merry-go-round the past few weeks too. I've been too busy. I didn't want to talk to people because I was too upset. I was too busy because I was outside. None of this isn't your fault. I. Don't. DON'T. Hate you. Please remember those words. Don't make me repeat it again ( ... )
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