When I’m drunk does it read different I wonder?

After all slowly poisoning myself seems like a fair trade

It’s not even the darkest of my days

Those are behind me

I’m still standing here so they’re behind me

Someone

Anyone

I’m so incredibly lonely in this place

The reason children throw away invisible friends is they make real ones

But there’s no one here

Text comes to me occasionally

It doesn’t feel the same as living

I spent so long stuck on the computer and I just want to escape this place

I want to go out

With someone

I’ve gone out on my own fighting the fear by myself enough times

I’ve fought enough

I wanted to be everything

But almost 7 years later I’m still nothing

I suppose I always will be then

I couldn’t even create a happiness out of the most colossal mistake of my life

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