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to the man who should have been a dad I really hope you aren't mad and learn to teach the littles beating kids is bad. you should have been there when i cried out to catch  me and raise me up not drunk or drugged with a belt in hand for crimes i never committed please  be better for Monica and Henry and teach them to love its all I  ask To the mother who tried her best rarely taking time to rest you did good providing wealth to your family but the area that you did lack was finding time to come back and in all fairness you did not set an honest game i came in last amongst my siblings. black sheep black sheep was my name you fixed it perfectly while you sang So please do try to forget this child u did so regret as i left this earth And to the kids i was raised with even if you hide behind a mask of rage i know you love me, page after page. Homo-Transphobic you may be twas not your fault you hhated me. when evil's all u grow to know then does darkness-based truth doth show. don't be sad, or feel so haunted you shall know, this is what i wanted.
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Sep 2, 2025
Sep 2, 2025 at 11:08 PM UTC
my suicide note
to the man who should have been a dad I really hope you aren't mad and learn to teach the littles beating kids is bad. you should have been there when i cried out to catch  me and raise me up not drunk or drugged with a belt in hand for crimes i never committed please  be better for Monica and Henry and teach them to love its all I  ask To the mother who tried her best rarely taking time to rest you did good providing wealth to your family but the area that you did lack was finding time to come back and in all fairness you did not set an honest game i came in last amongst my siblings. black sheep black sheep was my name you fixed it perfectly while you sang So please do try to forget this child u did so regret as i left this earth And to the kids i was raised with even if you hide behind a mask of rage i know you love me, page after page. Homo-Transphobic you may be twas not your fault you hhated me. when evil's all u grow to know then does darkness-based truth doth show. don't be sad, or feel so haunted you shall know, this is what i wanted.
dont try to help im done with this life, i'll be offing myself in 3 hours
Cassi-Cole123
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14/Gender Questioning/America
Sep 2, 2025
Sep 2, 2025 at 11:08 PM UTC
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