I can't do it anymore, I just can't. I'm thinking about killing myself. I just need to know someone is there for me right now. Please, I want to know someone cares. Someone who FUCKING CARES FOR ANOTHER HUMAN BEING! SOMEONE WHO HAS THE HEART TO HELP A STRANGER! I'M NOT OLD ENOUGH TO TALK TO A SUICIDE PREVENTION LINE WITHOUT MY PARENTS KNOWING! I CAn't do it. I can't live anymore, it hurts too much. I might not post on this book again. If I do, it means I was to much of a coward to kill myself.
To everyone I ever knew if I do kill myself, I loved you all and I hope you can live without me and be happy. There's one friend I really wouldn't want to leave, but I can't fucking take this pain. If I live to tomorrow, I will update.
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The times I stayed up til 1:00 am
Non-FictionMy life did go to shit. Triggers: My life depression has mentions of suicidal thought, cutting, and other things related to death. It's also cringe 2018 teen stuff. If you don't like these topics, don't read this book of my experience with depressio...
