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that’s okay too, I just want to be happy with you =)

can you tell me who you are so I can share some chocolate with you?

LOL what? I’m sorry if this is really genuine. I just imagined this in a completely distorted way. I don’t know if you’ve read the previous message, but I’ve been quite happy and content with my life lately. But rest assured, I have people to talk to when I need to!

It truly warms my heart that you think that of me! I’m always more than willing to listen to people because I know how uplifting it feels to have that burden off your shoulders. I appreciate your kind words and I hope things turn around for you soon! Once you hit rock bottom, you can only go up.

I have no idea where all this love is coming from, i’m humbled. thank you although I’m no where close to perfect!

aha thank you! This reminds me a lot of someone I recently talked to. I’m sure you have plenty of great qualities as well (=

I rather not say because I don’t think it’s my information to give especially over the internet

It’s difficult for me to know what I would say at that moment. I have a hard time putting my words together. And they never come out the way I want them to sound. Just listen to Her Diamonds by Rob Thomas. If I could put that song into everyday speech that’s probably what I would want to say, or how the situation would go.

But what I would think- I’ve seen cuts on a few of my friends. Whether or not I’m close to them doesn’t matter all that much at that point. It just kinda breaks my heart. You can’t really tell that person how you empathize[not sympathize] for them. Suddenly those cuts drip blood from your soul as well. Maybe it has an extreme effect on me because I know I would never have the strength or courage to do that to myself. Like, that person was in so much pain&they felt so alone that they would bring a “better” pain to deal with it. I can’t stand that. There are thousands of cliches that could be spat out at that point. But mostly, I just want that person to not feel so alone. I would think of ways to connect with them so they feel accepted by me completely. If there’s one thing anyone can do, it’s provide genuine company. &knowing that you’re not alone, I think that’s comforting. Or at least it was for me. So I probably wouldn’t have the words to discuss the scars. It’s a kind of count of how many times I wasn’t there for that person, the number of times I failed to be their friend. I’d probably say something along the lines of if you ever need anything or someone to listen, I’m here for you. Because that’s what I tell everyone. But there are so many other ways to help them. So I would tell myself to: be happy around them so they can forget about the bad for a while; cry with them so they don’t have to shed as many tears; talk to them more so maybe they’ll talk to me next time they want to cut.

If there was a way to take all that pain and carry it on my own shoulders, I would.