You want to commit suicide? Stop and read this.
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Last published Sun, May 11, 2014
You think that no one understands you, that no one could possibly feel what you do, but they do. You may think you have no one, you're wrong yet again, I am always here to help. To talk, to give advice, I'm just one message away. I wrote this, 100% of this is me, I am the owner of this. This comes from the heart, stay strong beautiful, everyone is perfect in their own way x x
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