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bruhmoment
fuck them kids
1 knife 2 hands 3 tears 4 regrets 5 wishes 6 people loved and lost 7 friends gone 8 souls circling 9 times I tried the 10th time I will succeed too many lives changed.. too many to count.
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May 6, 2018
May 6, 2018 at 9:52 AM UTC
Untitled
i just need something to brighten my days and make them seem less bleak so i don't drink bleach and call it a day.
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May 26, 2017
May 26, 2017 at 10:49 AM UTC
help
The words that are covered in darkness crawl up my legs and into my mind and slowly break my thoughts. I can no longer burden those around me or shed my reflection on them. No longer will I drag them down from their high place in life, and stoop them down to my level. Tears leave my eyes as I enter the room that holds my death. I do not know the effect it will have, nor do I care. All I can think is the depressing darkness that floods my mind every time I close my eyes. Yes, it will hurt. But nothing can hurt more than my very existence. So I sing the tune that enters my mind as I slit my wrists. "Bye, bye, little birdy. I'll miss you so."
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May 4, 2017
May 4, 2017 at 1:15 PM UTC
Bye, bye, little birdy.
Nails on my skin you pull me back the only thing keeping me from death you whisper, don't go.. But you let go my arm falling limply to my side I shake my head slightly and you nod Tears streak down your red face but you know that I have to go I remember, looking up I could see the shining stars twinkling happily out my old bedroom window If only I could be as happy as them Clouds cover the stars tonight coating the world in a navy slur But I hold this knife now taken from my kitchen hidden in my sock drawer And I stand here feeling stronger than ever hidden so no one will find me I can't deal with this I don't care about the abuse I know you won't miss me I write this to inform you that I was never happy on this earth I might be on the next No one will know No one will care So today I draw my knife and I press it to my chest as one for the billions No one will miss me My hand shakes droplets of blood fall mixing with tears I have to Don't worry about me, I'll be fine
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May 3, 2017
May 3, 2017 at 1:17 PM UTC
Suicide note for a friend