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I live.

It matters how you feel at every point. 
Every damn minute, it matters. 
It combines to reduce you. Or it makes you. 
Either way, you can't help but feel. 
So darling, when you do feel like you want to end it, please don't.
I don't promise you happy ever afters. 
I can't assure you that. 
But I can tell you that tomorrow won't be as bad as tonight. 
I can tell you that there will be nights which will make this night irrelevant. 
Every time  that you felt low,  will be compensated for a fleeting yet irrevocable emotion of joy. 
It is but the very nature of the universe to maintain balance. If this is your yin , then think of your yang as catching a train back home to you. 
Until then, you just need to go ahead. 
You need to believe that you can do it. 
If you are here, right now, you haven't given up.  
One day, if you try and you still can't take it, I will be there. 
And I will stand there like a corpse till you realize how incredibly futile, giving up is. 

I am the reason why you are who you are. 
I am the girl in the mirror.
I fight. I cry. I laugh. I love. I strive. 
Hell, I live.


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