Something Called Rants

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Blood running down my body. And no one cares. They say they are killing themselves to help us.

I do to. I am actually fucking killing myself, trying to give you one less problem. I take a blade and run it across my skin. I mix pills together to see if they kill me. I lay in the water and open my mouth, letting the water come in.

One day.

It's gonna kill me.