Suicide is not the Answer
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"There was a girl in the front of my class who yesterday took the breath that was her last. She wrote a few notes, 'I'm sorry I didn't say but my mind was messed up; you couldn't save me anyway.' And to the girl in the back of the class who feels the way I did..how does someone so perfect feel so insecure? As to scar her skin with cuts and burns and still want to hurt more. How does someone so loving learn to hate her own guts? Drawing a picture on her arms with a blade as if her mind isn't dark enough.."
• Remember that suicide is never the answer. I don't want anyone cutting or killing themselves. If you are depressed, please seek help. You are special, no matter what people say. You have a purpose, no matter what you do. Stay alive. •
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