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Well dearie me, it appears I am quite PISSED RIGHT THE FUCK OFF. Sick and FUCKING TIRED of being blown off by this constant bullshittery. What do I have to do to get you to talk to me, huh? Show up at your fucking door?! Oh that's right, you're all grown up now, time to dump me LIKE EVERYONE ELSE HAS.
Fuck you
just
FUCK YOU.
 

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how is America not bathing in nuclear fire as we speak? how come i'm not dead? why do my hands quiver and fall when I hold the blade to my throat or wrist? why can't I do it? all my life I've wanted only one thing... to die. and even in this stupid body I can't have it... i need a gun. something quick. a blade just won't... suffice for this. i hate myself. and i hate humanity just as much. in the end everyone dies.
remember that
everyone dies.

please kill me
i just want to die