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Thinking crooked? crooked thinking?Losing my mind.Losing sight of the bigger pictureSpiraling.Questioning everything.Nothing is right.I'm crying and thats not alright.Loneliness has taken its toll on mecounting scars ,#32i asked for help I did my part.Again I ask "when will it end?"But why should I care?Another day endsAnother day begins.There is hope, I know there is.I will get stronger.And every second i waste is more than I can take.The more  numb I get the more time i waste.Being numb is like putting a patch on.it will always get ripped offIve wasted so much time, watching time fly by.I lost so much time, and I dont know whyIve tried so hard, just to lose it all.And now its all just a faded memory that doesn't even matter. 12:07am another day begins.scars number 27-32 took its place yesterday.So again I start again.No more time to wasteGoing out of my f**cking mind.Whats the point?To heal?To survive?To get stronger?All of the above.12:21 I forgave myself for what Ive done.Clean slatenew day.Time.