Headspace
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Complete Thu, Mar 13, 201427m
You always feel unwanted. There is always that moment in time where everything and nothing makes sense. Especially when thoughts of suicide come about, when your staring at those pills, or pressing that razor blade against your skin, you want nothing more than to end your own life.
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