I'm done
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MatureComplete Tue, Jul 2, 201910m
Storm has these thoughts and they're not jubilant at all. Storm can't even get out of bed because of these thoughts and doesn't want to live. Anyways Storm has extreme depression but one time she was actually happy. But eventually did commit suicide. Started 7-19-19. That's my the user name I had before I figured out how to change it at the bottom of the cover.
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