DVNT LVSE YXUR PITY
CALM DOWN AND GATHER YOUR THOUGHTS, YOU'RE KILLING YOURSELF WHEN YOU ACT TOUGH, YOU SHOULD REMEMBER THE FEELING OF LOVE, LIGHT A FIRE INSIDE YOUR HEART AND STOP BEING HOLLOW, SQUEEZE OUT ALL THE PAIN OF SORROW MOST IMPORTANTLY, DO NOT LOSE PITY, DO NOT THINK THAT IT'S USELESS, YOU NEED IT, I KNOW A FEELING OF HOPELESSNESS AND HELPLESSNESS I WAS ON THE VERGE OF BREAKING MY MIND, I WAS IN HELL AND LEFT THERE WITH A TRACE ON THE PSYCHE, I TRYNA KEEP MYSELF IN CONTROL AND NOT KILL, BELIEVE ME I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL, I GIVE ADVICE THAT'LL HELP YOU LIVE... PITY IS NOT A USELESS FEELING, BETTER SAVE IT, BETTER CONTROL YOUR MENTAL STATE... I HOPE YOU REALIZE THE PRICE OF THE SOUL, VIOLENCE IS A BURDEN THAT DRAWS YOU INTO DARKNESS MORE AND MORE, MATCH THE FACTS AND MAKE THE RIGHT CHOICE, START TO RESTORE YOUR MENTAL STATE AND CLIMB OUT OF THE VOID...
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
Great.
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باذنجان شلقلق
This words can light many dark lives of those who are drowning in darkness 🖤💜 ☆♡Do your best. I really admire your work♡☆
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