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Ending Without An End

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LECTURES 8
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Chapitres 3
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Relapsing. 

How you think you get better, but there's always that voice in the back of your head to remind you, you're worthless.

Suicide.

No person can tell you what its like to commit suicide, what is truly on the other side. You have to find out for yourself.Tous Droits Réservés

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