Emaciated

Maybe it’s the way my family is, or is it me? It’s definitely me that causes all of the stress, who am I kidding? I can’t honestly tell myself that I’m going to be okay, more or less anything will be okay. I’m just not really capable anymore, since nothing has been okay since 5:46 at night on June 17th 2006. Nevermind that now, let’s mind ourselves, and start this damn story. The one that broke me, and everyone else around me.

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