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One Life, Live It
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Things rarely effect me, I’m incredibly closed off from connecting with things I see but this has hit me hard. To have so much in common with someone & it’s too late to help, I would of helped, I wish I knew her. I’m crying over a person I never even knew about, feeling so powerless to something I know I could of helped.
I Know I’ve gambled my life a couple of times but I’ve got so used to surviving I forgot what it is to not. I’m in the same dark horrible place as she once was, I knew to push on cause it will be over. She didn’t need to die to be cured of her suffering. All she needed was someone to be there for her at the end of the night, not some fucking window that shines a white light into every ones dumb faces as you all scroll down and type not appreciating the freedoms you have and masking the true loneliness people suffer. It is an illness and it has many names but the best way to describe it is it’s a cancer, in the same way as that is cells growing places they shouldn’t, it’s dark horrible thoughts that collect and multiply, the malignant inception will slowly eat away inside your mind till the only thing you think about is the nothingness. Like a lie it will effect you in ways you don’t understand, like finding out the truth it can be so terrible. That horrible sinking feeling you feel in your chest when you get your heart broke, that’s how every slow pumping heart beat feels like, every word you hear is tied with so much mixed emotion it bubbles and boils up, till you can’t take one more breath.
Then comes the darkness, the nothing, the end.
Olivia Penpraze your death has moved more people than you would of ever imagined, those tiny little people running around on this rock, some of them stopped, they stopped for you & so many more will too all regretting that we are too late. Rest in peace, your sickness can’t hurt you now <3
Mental Illness is a real thing and it is killing. No one wants to be alone at night, replace the window of white light you dumbly gaze into everyday with someone who matters, someone whose close. Because there are people out there who really do have nothing even if they look like they have a lot.
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Words are really strong and it can really ruin a life… I just can’t believe that another beautiful girl are bullied and suffered from bullying and its sucks that she got all the attentions now after she’s gone… where were you guys when Olivia needed you? Too late!
Please stop bullying guys… don’t let this happen again :(
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