Magic!

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Start the song, it's:
Landfill - Daughter

Tyler dropped the bags and started to pase around the room. His head started to feal heavy. "No." Tyler whispered. He started to hear the summing getting louder. Tyler was diagnosed with severe depression and schizophrenia when he was fifteen. He was afraid of being alone. His thoughts was always too much.

You're better off dead!

Do it! Just kill yourself!

Thinner!

Do it! There's no point in staying here.

You need to be dead!

Pull the trigger!

We'll get you in the end!

You're worthless!

You don't belong in this world!

"Stop please." Tyler whispered. The voices didn't stop. They never did. Tyler only occupied himself with everythig else. "I can't do this anymore." Tyler whispered. He walked over to the batheroom and turned on the water. The bathtub was beginning to fill up and Tyler sat down. Fully clothed. Tyler started to cry. Why would Jenna do this to him?

"Tyler, it's not what it looks like!"

Why did his brother have to die.

"The plane from Ohio to LA crashed this morning."

Why did Tyler always get hurt. It was all Tyler's fault! Tyler told his brother that he could go to that college and that it wold be good! Tyler told Jenna that she deserved someone better. Tyler told himself that he didn't belong. It was all Tyler's fault.