i couldn't handle the ridicule so i got high and drunk, and walked down to the train tracks and laid down and put two big pieces of cement on my chest and legs and i waited for the 11 o'clock train. nothing ever mattered. i decided within the next month i'll not sit on my roof and think about jumping but i'll actually kill myself. the train came closer and closer and closer, then it went on the next track besides me. instead of over me.
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