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Ja ich glaube, dass die Albträume und Dämonen in meinem Kopf besser werden, wenn ich mich selbst zerstöre.
I need a hug. A real one, though. Not those one armed hugs, or those awkward hugs where only your arms touching and your bodies are far apart. A tight one, where you're as close as possible to the other person. Where you're afraid that you might crush...
Pale skin, dry hair, dark bags, spots, cuts, bruises, headaches, hunger pains and tiredness. Just a small price to pay for beauty... right?
I would like to make people happy. Only people who are full of sin receive respect and happiness. That is so wrong. I experience pain day by day. And suddenly I want to heal someone's scars. I want to make you smile. Life could be beautiful.
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