For a big chunk of your life you’re on the brink of death pretty much every moment, and it’s just one these characteristics (in case anybody doesn’t know) of being bipolar, which is this thing that I’ve always thought as a little shadow on your shoulder, all the time, even in the good days, whispering in your ear, out of nowhere, “why are you doing this? Just stop”. And you’re like “What the fuck!?”; even if everything is ok, it’s just pushing you out that window. Some days you actually try and jump… and end up in a mental institution! That’s how this started. (Emilie Autumn)
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