He Saved Me; He Killed Me
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Death. It's all Jared Fitz, the school's loser and punching bag wants. That's all he asks for from this cruel, treacherous world that has done nothing but brought bad to his life.
There's just one problem, Dean Woods. The school's Queen B will stop at nothing to get Jared to see the light and sever his desire for suicide
But will she give up her throne, friends, and secrets that can ruin her prized reputation for the school loser?
Her entire empire could come tumbling down for a bomb that can end up blowing up anyway, leaving her destroyed, and alone in the end.
And it all starts on one rainy night.
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; - this is the symbol for the mentally depressed. It means it's not the end, it's a promise that there's more.
So please, life may seem unbearable, but its not the end, things really do get better. Just remember your life is worth a million stars no matter what people say or think. Look up and keep going knowing you are never alone, we all can relate somehow, even if it may feel that way.
FIGHT YOUR DEMONS!!!
With all the love,
-Delila T.
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