Sometimes, it's hard to think positive when everything else around is trying your limits. Trying to see what it takes to break you. And what it takes to make you not the person you want to be.
I'm trying. Really hard. But it's just moments like this that I hate.
Get well soon, XY. After tomorrow's nightmare, you're free... After graduation, you're free... After leaving this place, you're free...
I'm letting myself leave bit by bit...
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