thriving-em thriving-em You don’t understand how much I wish I could be normal, so we could go out to crowded places together without me panicking, so you can introduce me to people who are your friends without me tensing up, so I could dress in nice dresses for you without having to hide the lines with run down my arms. So I could be the one who helps you recover. So I can look after you, the one who reminds you of how much I love you everyday because your the one who needs a reminder, not me. So I can be that girl who always smiled and brightened up your day instead of being that suicidal bitch who constantly brings you down. s
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