Heart Without a Beat (Coming Soon!)
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"That’s me, that’s my life.
A nobody, a person with no aspiration to live. And a person with the guts to do it. To end it all."
I was saved by a man who I'd never met before. And no, before you ask; it wasn't Superman. He's not super at all, seeing as I was meant to die, and he ruined it all by calling an ambulance for me.
And then, do you want to know the worst part?
They told me I had to go to a support group for people with suicidal thoughts. I had to meet other people "like me" to work things out, and to make new friends. They just didn't add that I would probably fall in love, too.
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