As you can see it’s 10:57 pm. I’m listening to music sitting on my floor in my own thoughts. My uncle died 4 weeks ago..it hasn’t been easy without him. My mom seems like she is moving on super fast, but I’ve been stuck in this pit of sadness. I can’t seem to get over him, he was my hero, my everything. I want to cut so bad, I guess my mom constently yelling at me isn’t helping.
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