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Jun 2014
Killing myself isn't going to fix my existence. Killing myself isn't going to change the memories people had of me. I'm too miserable to sleep. I am writing this in a hotel room.
Late night thoughts
shiftingclouds
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   Jenni and Julia Elise
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