a girl dear sister, my attempts have never been your fualt. The reasons were a compound of guilt, anger, and curiosity. I wanted to see what comes after dead and Mom beat me so vigorously that night. And I always feel just not good enough, and that translates to a terrible fear of failing.

I know you have your moments of self doubt and depression--but I struggle with mine everyday, every reflection. I doubt you realize how much idolize you. i wonder if you know that you're one of the main reasons that i haven't killed myself.

and if anything ever happened to you, i think i would kill myself or fall into the blacket depression. because, i have no other really strong emotional bond. i have one link of emotional stability and it lies with you. i hope you take care of yourself.

don't be so reckless.
what's it to you?
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