alwaysrunning
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Running, more like sprinting until my chest hurts from heaving . Pumping up a hill and not stopping even when my legs and arms feel like they're going to give in. Untill im dizzy from exhaustion from forgetting when to breathe, and most especially knowing that after all that seeming torture, im still not only alive and well but, also in a way just a little bit stronger.
If my "suicide" pace has never killed me. In the end i know that nothing else will.
If my "suicide" pace has never killed me. In the end i know that nothing else will.
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