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It Gets Better

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Life sucks. It hurts and you just want to stop the pain and end your suffering.  Everyone makes fun of you and nobody likes you. They all hate you. You feel like the people that call themselves your friends don't care. You feel like they think you're just kidding when you say that you hate your life. Your parents think you're being stupid and that because you're just a teenager that you don't have problems and do it all for attention. Your teachers and counselors tell you that you need help. That you need therapy. That you need to take a few pills to numb the pain. But you know the way you feel inside. But I do too. I promise it gets better.All Rights Reserved

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It Wasn't Love ✔️ by depressedbrit

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When it Rains and Rains by Holly1136

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Detachable by DinaParks

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His innocent obsession by Roraprinz

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