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Jan 2020
Sometimes I wish that things could get really bad, so I have a reason to **** myself.
Sometimes I wish that nobody cared for me so that I could **** myself without feeling guilty.
And sometimes I wish that I wasn't this type of person, but I am.
I really am a bad person...
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Stained Glass  17/F
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         R B M, Juneau, --- and Stained Glass
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