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Don't call 911. I saw the way you looked at me. Don't call 911. I don't remember what I drank that night. Don't call 911. I woke up alone and broken. Don't call 911. My mom will be ashamed of me. Don't call 911. No one will want me. Don't call 911. No one will love me, I can't tell anyone. Call 911. It's too late.
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Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 12:58 AM UTC
911
Don't call 911. I saw the way you looked at me. Don't call 911. I don't remember what I drank that night. Don't call 911. I woke up alone and broken. Don't call 911. My mom will be ashamed of me. Don't call 911. No one will want me. Don't call 911. No one will love me, I can't tell anyone. Call 911. It's too late.
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Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 12:58 AM UTC
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