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My life is falling apart and I'm speaking to dead people. He's telling me there's peace and that he's happy. I kinda felt his peace and happiness. My connection to him escapes me though, is he speaking to me or am I speaking to myself. I think I want peace and happiness and to know why the happiest boy I knew killed himself.
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Jun 29, 2025
Jun 29, 2025 at 5:20 PM UTC
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My life is falling apart and I'm speaking to dead people. He's telling me there's peace and that he's happy. I kinda felt his peace and happiness. My connection to him escapes me though, is he speaking to me or am I speaking to myself. I think I want peace and happiness and to know why the happiest boy I knew killed himself.
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Jun 29, 2025
Jun 29, 2025 at 5:20 PM UTC
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