Thu, 10/10/2013 - 16:06 -- dd55738

You are yourself. You may not be a celebrity, or the hottest girl around, but that knife won't make you pretty. Staring at the pills, won't put them in your mouth. So reverse your train of thoughts, before things go south. Stop playing with your food, there's only one way to make it go away. No skipping tonight. Each bite is a new day. Step away from the edge, of the terror down below, there are people that need you, more than you know. So before you pickup that piece of glass, before you act like an ass, ask yourself why. What will they feel like? Now is your cue. How does that help you? Use your skills. All you need is your will.

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