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Apr 2014
I just dont care if I'm breathing anymore.
I might be alive but my day by days are leaving me tired and sore.
Better off dead.
Seems like every bad thing only happens to me. They say it only gets better but how would they know? My life's been nothing but letdowns and treachery.

I just can't believe how many bad apples and sour seeds your god seems to force feed me
All I've ever wanted was to believe
Apparently there's  an all knowing being and he's watching over me.
Apparently he knows best but I'll bet it all on black that he doesn't know anything about me and he'll leave. The outcome isn't easy.
But I'll digest. You don't ******* know me.  

Your all just so eager to die. To see that bright white light and life flash before your eyes.
I promise you there's no afterlife.
You think there's a better place but this hell ends and there's no paradise.  I'm slowly dying and there's no happy ending in sight.
**** your faith.
Stephen Paige
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