It used to be from out windows and looking from a far. My depression was really bad, I had no friends...they turned against me. My "friends" watched me get bullied and instead of helping they turned against me. They made me depressed. Apparently being depressed is something to be made fun of. They pointed out my depression and made fun of me because I was depressed. It didn't help I wanted to die. All my friends left me and life was fucking awful.
She was so beautiful, nice and helped me with so much of the shit in my life. She was caring, she always had my back and I trusted her with my life . we had future plans they were ridiculous but we were young so we thought we were unstoppable and we would be together forever. I LOVED HER SO MUCH WHY DID SHE HAVE TO GO.
2012, November 23
She killed herself, I swear it's my fault. I pulled her down with me I'M THE REASONS SHES.....Dead. It's my fault. Everything is my fault. It felt like I died with her, like a part of me is gone.
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