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I grabbed the rope. Hung it on the ceiling. Making sure it would stay still. If I didn't then it would all break since I was a fat ass. I've been through hell and back. But it looks like I'm going back. Oh, this would be a great show for them.
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Why I wasn't important. Why I wasn't worth it. Why I was invisible. Why I gave up. Why I hate myself. Why I am alone. Why I got rope. Why I got a chair.

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