"I can't do this anymore!" I spit out as my boyfriend stands in front of me. "You don't understand the pain that I feel. You don't understand what it's like to hate yourself this much, to-to wake up in the morning and think 'maybe this is the day I end it all. Maybe this is the day I make all the pain go away.' You don't understand. You will never understand." "I-I'm sorry, Cassie." He mutters shoving his hands in his pockets.
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