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Apr 2016
What's money without happiness and what's drugs with out the loneliness. See these materials don't determine your happiness, they are not miracles that could change anything, I know some people that are happy with nothing but a dollar to hold. It's mental it's not about how your life is so eventful, cause even the richest people commit suicide cause they had no one to vent to. Girls with the looks of goddesses that try their best to look good like models and ****, go home and cry until their make up is dripping off their face, look at themselves in the mirror and ask themselves is it worth facing anymore days. Cause the boy they fell in love with ran off and the girl realized they just got played. Now I can't tell you how many times I've seen this and the countless times I've prayed, ones life shouldn't be ended, by a rope that defines sadness and keeps them suspended. Thoughts that **** the mind knowing it could've been prevented, with one person being there to put you in the right direction. It's infectious how people get so mentally sick that they have to pick life or death and which wrist to slit, the questions they ask themselves and the voices in their head that don't quit. The voices of loved ones in pain mourning the death of you wondering why you weren't sane. They question themselves why they weren't there and take all the blame, wish things could go back to the way they used to be it's a shame how things can't ever be the same, all these people hurt now it's a chain, one by one they fall to the pain of guilt, how they weren't there for you after the relationship you built, they cry and cry, they go insane with thoughts of ending it all. Looking at the image of you two together to make sure it's the last thing they saw, they speak to their mother and hang up to realize that was the last call, boom they're dead now, you see how it goes, your suicide effects everyone including your foes. So the next time you think of judging some one, instead help them and push them into the right direction. You never know you'll see them now and the next time you see them, they're on the news. "Committed Suicide" at the top of the screen on the news. You realize there is no next time. Maybe this will change the next path you choose.
Dez Cruz
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Dez Cruz  New York
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