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♎️ 21 😌
🐘Roll tide🐘
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I hate me, so unoriginal
No other feeling could feel so traditional
Cause every year I end up here
I end up here
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Please don’t stop telling your partner please, thank you, or excuse me. No matter how long ya been together. Always be gentle and respectful

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I want to kill myself I deserve it I am a mistake that should have never been born I'm bad and people shouldn't have to be around me the world will be better when I'm gone but I'm such a selfish coward instead of killing myself and making everybody else's lives better I just cut myself and drink alcohol which just makes everyone hate me more which makes me feel guilty which makes me want to kill myself even more I am a disgusting worthless piece of shit I hold no value and all I do is take up oxygen

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No one needs me and I’m a bother. Now that I’m really sick, I bother my parents even more. Such a disappointment. I want to die. I wish the sickness killed me. I hope my body temperature kills me. I hope I die.

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Dear Diary,

It doesn’t have to be today or tomorrow or next week or next month or next year or 10 years from now. One day if you ever decide to reach out, I won’t read your message, I won’t answer your call, I won’t answer my door if you come knocking because I won’t be here. I won’t open my eyes once more, I won’t take another breath of air, my heart won’t take another beat, I won’t sneak a smile, I won’t laugh, I won’t listen to music or watch tv. I won’t be here. Whether it’s from mother nature, freak accident, murdered, old age, or taking my own life. I won’t be here. And you won’t know because you never cared to reach out. The only reason you will know is because I won’t be here to be taken for granted. I won’t be here for you to ignore once more. The person you care about won’t be around forever. Life takes who it wants when it wants. Cherish the moments.

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every time I think of the words you wrote it’s like a knife plunging into my heart.

how do I tell my brain to stop?

I feel like you threw me away as if I meant nothing and I guess I didn’t.