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Suicidal letter from a broken heart.

AndreiAlexandruPopa

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AndreiAlexandruPopa

completed dark drama fiction mature oneshot realistic sadstory shortstory teenagers

"I don't care anymore. Since she's long gone, what it's the purpose for me to keep living? Shut the hell up! I'm done, I'm going and I'm never coming back!"

Disclaimer: This story is completely fictional, so any comparison with reality is not intended. 

Second Disclaimer: I'm apologizing right now for any possible mistakes in grammar or spelling since English is my third language. I'm a Romanian who migrated to Spain since child, so those two languages comes first.

PS: If you, somehow, feel identified with this, please, ask for help immediately. Mental health is not a joke, and mostly of the time, there will be a way to resolve your problems. Suicide is not a solution. It wasn't and it will never be.All Rights Reserved

completed dark drama fiction mature oneshot realistic sadstory shortstory teenagers

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