I am not afraid of being alive.
Being alive is waking up sometimes at 4:30 AM, even when I really don’t fucking want to and there’s no reason to either. Being alive is waking up and saying well, I am here. Well, I am awake. Next to the bed is my soft chihuahua who cannot sleep IN my bed because she hates to be disturbed in her sleep, she will bite me if…
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