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Suicide

All I can do is hurt myself and cry how can anyone feel this dreadfully dead inside nowhere to go, no one to help why is this pain so deeply felt I talk to people and it subsides only briefly cuz they don't really f****g understand they don't really wanna be friends to me alone is not the word I would use the despair makes me wanna just kill myself to live or die, it's to easy to choose all these strangers wanna tell me look at what you'd leave behind they can't see, that they are better off trying to be a hero, but they are all just so blind I feel like I'm nothing but a burden like I want a purpose, but have none just a lot of wishes and dreams I can't feel this any longer I just wanna be done suicide is such a powerful word but the actions taken are even stronger don't bother trying to save me stop pretending like you care I already hung the noose and I'm standing on the chair

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Date: 2/16/2017 2:00:00 PM
I too really hope this is fiction. Please always choose life. Your life can never get better if you eliminate the possibility. Having lost a brother in law to suicide I can tell you it destroys the ones left behind. God bless
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Date: 2/16/2017 1:23:00 PM
I hope this is only fiction, Aunna, but if it is true, then I can assure you that there are people who care...I do. However bad the situation is you must not give up on hope. I am willing to listen.....paul
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