Suiside Conversation With Death

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Boy: So, you say that if I swallow that WHOLE bottle of pills, then I will die? All the pain would... Stop, right? All the ache and worries. They would all just... disappear?

Death: Yeah, just death. No strings attached. So? What's your choice? A life full of terrible moments and heartbreaking words? Or a death, calming, and ending everything

Boy: Well, the thing is, I don't actually wanna die. I just want to remind everybody that I still exist. But, I want to make them feel bad. For what they've done. You know, make them feel guilty, and regret. But, I know things will get better.

Death: Ha. How can you be so sure that things will get better?

Boy: Thats how it always is. Really hard, then easy for a bit. Then we go back to hard. The pattern continues. Things always get easy for a bit. I know that I won't be depressed forever.

Death: You'll do fine, kid.

Kik// Juliefishh

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