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There's a selfish nature to suicide. One that's often ignored. In one's hasty retreat from pain, hatred, and unhappiness, many are left standing to pick up the pieces. Parents, siblings, friends, coworkers, Those who cared, all left with nothing but happy memories.
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Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 3:17 AM UTC
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There's a selfish nature to suicide. One that's often ignored. In one's hasty retreat from pain, hatred, and unhappiness, many are left standing to pick up the pieces. Parents, siblings, friends, coworkers, Those who cared, all left with nothing but happy memories.
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Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 3:17 AM UTC
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