I hate that I’m weak. And it pains me to see it. My choices aren’t very smart. My spontaneous words that come out of my mouth tends to hurt me. I must grow. I MUST I NEED TO!! But yet my mental state digs a hole deeper and deeper. In which I don’t know if I will ever escape. Thus, help me.

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