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Oct 2014
Im on the verge of losing it all, I feel sufficated and bound to hate everything going on around me until I cut myself free. In this moment i feel an overwhelming need to leave this Earth and all the bitter loneliness behind with my slave masters to blame. I need a rescue boat but no one sees me drowning. If I were to write my last letter tonight I would tell my parents that they shoved me over the edge clapping "IT'S ALL ABOUT THE GRADE." Not your mental health or how I feel when you nit pick my entire life front to back. If this continues there is no doubt I will be gone like a ship in the night.
Bethany Duvall
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Bethany Duvall  California
(California)   
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