If I Killed Myself Tonight
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Complete Fri, Jan 15, 20168m
If I had killed myself tonight, I wouldn't have made a ripple in the ocean, but to my little group of molecules, I would have created a tsunami.
*This is a story against killing yourself, do not read if you are triggered to death scenarios*
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