Live Free or Let Me Die.
Live Free or Let Me Die.

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Remember when you were young? You shone like the sun. Shine on you crazy diamond. Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky. Shine on you crazy diamond. You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom. Blown on the steel breeze. Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr and shine!

Dear suicide, I’m ready. Come and take me with you.

Sincerely, me.

I’ve been trying to deal with all these thoughts for so long… I thought it was gone…

But now it’s back.

And I feel it’s for good. Will it never go away? That’s it?

And I don’t know for how long I can deal with it.

I don’t know if this time I can. Or if it’ll be the last time.

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psychopathsuicide: […] E que pelo menos na morte, eu consiga encontrar a paz. ( mais que uma Guerreira )

psychopathsuicide:

[…] E que pelo menos na morte, eu consiga encontrar a paz. ( mais que uma Guerreira )

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