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" I want to die."  I said.  Like I always say, every few months. He took it in stride, didn't say anything, but let his body glide next to mine. I thought of violent ways to end my endless days. Hanging is such a strange thing, besides nothing in my apartment would do this sufficiently. Throw myself into train traffic, but why cause such a racket? Poor people having to go to work. Drugs! Yes,  drugs. Unless you do it wrong and end up in a coma with a personality of a rug. So here, I lay. Chugging away planning our wedding day.
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Jul 10, 2010
Jul 10, 2010 at 9:17 PM UTC
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" I want to die."  I said.  Like I always say, every few months. He took it in stride, didn't say anything, but let his body glide next to mine. I thought of violent ways to end my endless days. Hanging is such a strange thing, besides nothing in my apartment would do this sufficiently. Throw myself into train traffic, but why cause such a racket? Poor people having to go to work. Drugs! Yes,  drugs. Unless you do it wrong and end up in a coma with a personality of a rug. So here, I lay. Chugging away planning our wedding day.
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Jul 10, 2010
Jul 10, 2010 at 9:17 PM UTC
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