The easy way out...
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Zakończone wt., gru 3, 2013<5 min
She sits and waits, waits for something or someone to come along and save her. she is sitting alone on the cold moroon tiles in the dark, with the pills in one hand and her phone in the other; leaving a goodbye text. Once she has finished that she puts the phone down and picks up a glass of water putting the pills to her mouth. Thinking 'this is the only way out, this is the only way to leave all the pain behind.'
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