my sucide note
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imma messed up kid
i need help
but nothing will
ive lost everything
at 6 years old
thats when my depression started
and now its ending
after almost another six years
im going to do it
i hope i can
i want to leave
"sucide is selfish"
might as well live up to the lie that has been given to me
"selfish"
im not selfish
nearly scared
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