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i will continue to do what makes me feel alive. i will not let go of something that prevents me from resorting to apathy. i will bleed and hurt until something comes along to make me smile without the pain, to make me go on life without morphines, to make me miss the pain. something that will lift the veil of addiction to pain.

pains without scars. you'd think they go away faster than those that leave terrible marks, guess they don't. it's harder to relieve yourself of pain that emanates from nowhere.