The Internal Fight
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Have you ever felt like wanting to die but, you know you can't end your own life because you'll hurt the people around you? Thats how I feel every single day having that internal fight within yourself only a few people can see it the people your close with the people you've known for a long time. My name is Amy and your about to learn about my entire life, well not my ENTIRE life you know what I mean. You'll also learn about why I decided to end the misery with just a small razor blade.
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