I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to talk about yesterday, today, or tomorrow. They all run together and are pointless, anyway. The only thing I want from my day is just to get through it, and if I don't, because I died, then thank God! and FINALLY!
But one thing I found today is this.
Im just me. A lost 23 year old girl, trying to find her way, her path. But its not so bad, cause I have Sham. Cause I have Justin. Cause I have mom and Izzy. Oh, and lets not forget Phfina, lol.
If you're reading this, Phfina, lets make a deal. Lets try to be happy. Lets try to live and save a life, like, you saved mine.
Smh.
— PussyNinja
And no matter what my day was or is before, now it's different, because, one day, because I existed, a girl is alive, and has a gf and joined the Navy, and everything, where she wouldn't have done any of that. But somehow, I, and what I've written, made a difference of one life.
I don't give a shit about my day any more. It's different now.
And that, no matter how I feel, good, bad, whatever, will never be taken away from me. I won't be here anymore someday, and people will forget me and move on.
But I won't forget. Ever.
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