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I had another failed death attempt. I was certain it was gonna work. I was saved by him this time. He cried and begged me stop. He doesn't know that I have been attempting for a week now. He had hickeys on his neck. I know it's from his secret lover. My neck used to be filled with his love marks. Now it's only filled with stitches. I know know his weak spot.

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