Depressing Journal
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Ongoing7m
Last published Mon, May 25, 2020
Just some depressing thoughts and or decisions I have made or plan to make. Enjoy! (It may or may not go into detail about my suicide letters soon) :(
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I like to rant, I'm good at it or so I've been told. If you also like to rant come join me I love to rant with people! Also confession of mine, because these are things I'd never tell people. If you'd like to have one of your confessions shared here let me know they will be posted anonymously. *~* I can't afford a therapist so this is my therapy, join me! -Twerkoff
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I like to rant, I'm good at it or so I've been told. If you also like to rant come join me I love to rant with people! Also confession of mine, because these are things I'd never tell people. If you'd like to have one of your confessions shared here let me know they will be posted anonymously. *~* I can't afford a therapist so this is my therapy, join me! -Twerkoff
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