silence is suicide
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Thu, Jan 6, 2022
the world is a cruel and bitter place and everybody knows it ,some people decide to drown it out with work for some people its drugs , self harm, isolation but silence is by far the worst because it swallows you up agonisingly slow
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