In my last entry I make it seem like he's the reason I'm depressed.
No.
A guy is and never will be the reason I want to die... But he was just the "last straw", I guess you could say. He was my saving grace from everything bad in my life, and then one day he was just gone. So on top of everything else, it was just hard to take.
Everything crashed down on me at once.
Not just our breakup.
I refuse to be fuhking pathetic.
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