I want to though, but I can't. I can't care about myself. I'm not worth a shit! I remember once my family was in Morocco on vacation some Moroccan came and asked if they could buy me for two camels. My parents said of course no, but that indicate that people don't care much about me. When they want to buy me for two camels.

I guess prostitution is an appropriate occupation for me, cause I'm not worthy anything else.

But I have to admit that the tought about being really drunk is tempting. I can escape, I can stab myself, I can kill myself, I can do anything to myself and I want feel a damn thing. I can jump from a bridge or drown myself in a river. I can fly away and fade away into nothing...

before - after

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