She's Giving Up {Suicide, Cutting, Depression, Break Up, Heartbreak Quotes}
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Last published Thu, Jul 7, 2016
❝ They're standing on a thin line between giving up
and seeing how much more they can take .. ❞
Never lose faith in yourself. You may be struggling now, but I promise you, you'll get through everything. Depression is a battle, a battle that you can win.
To anyone struggling with suicide, depression, please feel free to PM me. I understand how it feels to go through all these feelings and I'm always willing to help 24/7. Don't be afraid to speak to me and talk about everything if you need to.
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