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log_63. wish me luck · (00:01:09) 21/09/18

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[... Why are his arms wrapped in bandages? His face has cuts all over...]

[He sighs.]

"Yeah. I know what you're thinking:"
"I look like shit."

"I feel like shit, too, to be honest."

"Eomma won't leave and Appa is getting stressed because she's here. And, since she's in a bad mood, she lashes out at me for the smallest fucking reasons."

"I don't know why people think that abuse is romantic, but for those who do, I think you need to wake the fuck up. Just think about it — the people who created you hit you for the same reason. They degrade you with words, give you all sorts of wounds, make you feel worthless and basically, shit."

"Fucking think about it. How fucking scarring it is."

"..."

"How it makes you feel like dying is far more better than living at all."

"I would run away if I could, but Appa needs help. I can't leave him alone knowing that Eomma is probably going to leave again someday. He doesn't deserve to be alone after all he's been through, and all that he's done to take care of me."

[He chuckles bitterly.]

"Think I'll end it here before I launch into a rant about this stuff. Bye."