I actually don't have anything to say. I wanted to write a suicide letter, but realized it's meaningless. I could never explain what i truly want to say so it doesn't matter.
I just wish this will be the first and last time i write a suicide letter. But this might only be true if I do die tomorrow.
If i don't......then I haven't found a strong enough poison, or tall enough building, or I was a coward again. But I'm starting to think I'm more scared of living anyway, since everyone is forcing me to live.
So goodbye. See you never again I hope, pray, wish.
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FanfictionMemory. Memory it's such a tricky ability we have, to remember events, times, people, things we learn. And yet to forget what we want most to remember, or to not be able to forget painful situations or even people.
