It is dark. The air is gone. I look down at my arms, my veins burning – the blood travelling too fast. I want to scratch at my skin, my face, my legs, my head. I want to run – to get out of this room, this house, this town.
from Olivia W’s Blog Rss http://www.stuff.co.nz/life-style/well-good/inspire-me/92761382/Amie-Richardson-5-actions-that-make-you-feel-mentally-stronger
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https://oliviawhinham79.tumblr.com/post/160851314191
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