So PLEASE don’t call me or 911…
The original shot that I wanted was worse than this shot. However, I didn’t have the 2nd set of arms to take the picture, so I settled with this.
So what’s the point of this picture. A reminder to myself of the person that I was, or could have been. I really don’t think I could commit suicide anymore. I’m to old and it’s way to late for me to do so.
And there is that part of me that has become accostomed to the pain, grown to accept the heartbreak and the hurt. Granted, there was a period of happines and “forever”. But I guess in the end, it’s like riding a bycycle; once you learn how, you never forget.
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