I almost actually did it. I had the pills right in my hand, why didn't I just do it. The only reason I actually stayed was because of my partner, they're the only one who cared. They're the one that talked to me and convinced me to actually stay alive and not kill myself, they cared enough to do that, they cared enough to actually care about me and talk me out of it. No one else has ever had the gut to do that, everyone else acts like it never happened. But they actually care, they were texting me and begging me not to do it for the sake of both of us, on one else was there to stop me. Even after everything I've done they still they still talk to me and ask me if I'm okay, I don't know why. I'm a horrible person and they still end up caring, they still end up helping, why. Even though pain you can still find at least one person who cares...
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Vent/ rant book :3
Non-Fictionthe title (this book will contain mention of s/h and more serious topics like that) and uh my pookie wookie made the cover 😼‼️‼️