LOVE WILL KILL
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Last published Fri, Sep 7, 2018
Hi, my name in Via Fern. I'm a senior in high school and I'm thinking about committing suicide, after a very elegant murder.......This is WHY.
Sitting in the shadows is hard to do especially when the most important person in your life is the one that makes you do it.
Never have I seen him look at me the same way. He found out about it a while back but decided to ignore me instead . I'm sick of being left out.
I'm love him but I'm hurting and its killing me. So before I die, he dies.
It's a pity he forgot that love causes pain but not only does it hurt it kills.
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