[copied from a chat, that's why there's a "You" in front of lines] You: Appie's so tired from being tired

[copied from a chat, that's why there's a "You" in front of lines] You: Appie's so tired from being tired. So sick of being sick. So nauseated from being nauseated You: We've lost our wings, and all we could do now is crawl You: While crawling, you get to see and expierence things that flying prevents you from seeing. Bad things, horrible things, and the only beauty we've found down here, is the lack of bad things at some times, in some corners You: Why You: We don't want this You: Everything has been forced upon us and choked down our throats You: cw: ||suicide|| Anger has not been helping as it used to, neither does frustration. Fucking, ||end us||. ||We do not, fuck, fuck fuck fuxk fuck fuck fuck|| You: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH You: ||suicide, gore, self-harm|| ||we want to scream so loudly, that our vocal cords would tear and we'd choke on our own blood|| You: Been a long time since we've had such thoughts You: So many bad dreams You: We have not eaten anything in the last 18 hours You: We, we wish we were dead. Actually, no. We wish life was a bit more comfiee You: We, we don't even, we, tired & pain You: We're so fucking, resilient. To be able to live like this. But it hurts. We'd rather not ___ #Vent, #Suicide, #Gore, #SelfHarm, #ChronicPain @reilyhs_microblog_mirror@piefed.blahaj.zone