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slit of the wrist pop of the pills once you do it life doesn't go back sip of the whiskey finger on the trigger BAM you're dead are you happy now now that its over you sure aren't forgotten put the knife down put the pills in the bottle spit the whiskey out and release the trigger the pain is real I know that but the pain for everyone else will get worst if you say good bye to this world so keep your head up darling there's no need to fear if anything bad happens I'll be right here stay strong be safe my dear it'll all be okay no need to shed a tear so don't pull the trigger or pop those pills don't guzzle that whiskey and don't slit your wrist
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 8:08 AM UTC
Slit of the wrist
slit of the wrist pop of the pills once you do it life doesn't go back sip of the whiskey finger on the trigger BAM you're dead are you happy now now that its over you sure aren't forgotten put the knife down put the pills in the bottle spit the whiskey out and release the trigger the pain is real I know that but the pain for everyone else will get worst if you say good bye to this world so keep your head up darling there's no need to fear if anything bad happens I'll be right here stay strong be safe my dear it'll all be okay no need to shed a tear so don't pull the trigger or pop those pills don't guzzle that whiskey and don't slit your wrist
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 8:08 AM UTC
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