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		<title>Confused, and Lost.</title>
		<link>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/confused-and-lost/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Feb 2012 05:38:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>blh2015</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://suicideproject.org/?p=71840</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[My mom just took her own life back in july and i am the one that found her. I dont know what to think of this. and i have a really difficult time understanding why. I am going to counseling and it helps.. I just feel down a lot of times. I have thought a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Just something I wrote to my love.</title>
		<link>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/just-something-i-wrote-to-my-love/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 22:27:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Moonlight</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://suicideproject.org/?p=71761</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m sick of crying holding to your words that I begin to doubt. Wondering to myself in silence my darling, will you come back? Why, like my life you made so colorful, you causes so much pain to my soul? Do you understand, a little bit of that pain? You made me a melancholy person. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I don&#8217;t know what to do :(</title>
		<link>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/i-dont-know-what-to-do-12/</link>
		<comments>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/i-dont-know-what-to-do-12/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2012 11:04:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Moonlight</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://suicideproject.org/?p=71480</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I was thinkin in a way to start telling you the way I feel everyday.But now, right now, I don&#8217;t feel good. And I have to explain that because if I don&#8217;t say anything it will be worst. Three years ago, I knew a girl. She is a writer, I love how she write. One [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Day to day shit</title>
		<link>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/day-to-day-shit/</link>
		<comments>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/day-to-day-shit/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2012 13:17:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>jlb462606tol</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://suicideproject.org/?p=71252</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[                              I fucking live off coffee and cigarettes, to be honest i just don&#8217;t give a shit , thats deff another lie, affirmed by my predisposition to cry. I claim to be emotionless when really I&#8217;m overrun by it. You all [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Topography of life</title>
		<link>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/topography-of-life/</link>
		<comments>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/topography-of-life/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2012 02:20:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://suicideproject.org/?p=71151</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Check out my blog of journal entries threw my struggles with depression anxiety along with heroin addiction to try and stop the pain. I keep my journal raw and for all to see . No one in this forum is alone !! Http://www.jlb462606.blogspot.com]]></description>
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		<title>I can&#8217;t believe my soulmate is gone&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/i-cant-believe-my-soulmate-is-gone/</link>
		<comments>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/i-cant-believe-my-soulmate-is-gone/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 15:27:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>VerySerendipity</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://suicideproject.org/?p=70743</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[i met my boyfriend  at work in march 2007.  i was heavily attracted to him.  he showed me around the workplace so i spent my whole shift with him.  he bought me lunch, was a complete gentleman and at one point he took me to his locker to give me his jacket.  i felt him [...]]]></description>
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		<slash:comments>4</slash:comments>
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		<title>that night</title>
		<link>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/that-night/</link>
		<comments>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/that-night/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Feb 2012 05:02:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>rawr4</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://suicideproject.org/?p=70562</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[That night&#8230;. we were all standing together, ya know hanging out. Everything was going good. You seemed depressed. I knew something was wrong. I sat with you and talked. not knowing minutes later you were going to be gone. You said you had to go to the bathroom, which I didn&#8217;t think much of so [...]]]></description>
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		<slash:comments>4</slash:comments>
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		<title>HOPE</title>
		<link>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/hope-14/</link>
		<comments>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/hope-14/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Feb 2012 04:33:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>rawr4</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://suicideproject.org/?p=70559</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[To all the people out there with all this crap in their life, you HAVE to stay strong. You have to have HOPE. Things WILL get better.  Find one thing you love, and make a promise to it that you will try and stay strong. H.O.P.E Hold On Pain Ends]]></description>
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		<slash:comments>13</slash:comments>
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		<title>@Kekke13</title>
		<link>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/kekke13/</link>
		<comments>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/kekke13/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2012 22:09:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Attila The Hun</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://suicideproject.org/?p=70382</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[My Father holding my baby cousin, lucky are those who exit so early from such a cruel &#38; lonely world, cold quiet &#38; unbearable. &#8220;I suspected that my father’s ripe old age was not a divine blessing, but rather a curse; that our family’s excellent mental gifts served only to excite us mutually; I felt the stillness of death rise around [...]]]></description>
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		<slash:comments>1</slash:comments>
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		<title>The Everlasting Monday Sylvia Plath</title>
		<link>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/the-everlasting-monday-sylvia-plath/</link>
		<comments>http://suicideproject.org/2012/02/the-everlasting-monday-sylvia-plath/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2012 21:20:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Attila The Hun</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://suicideproject.org/?p=70360</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;The Moon&#8217;s man stands in his shell, bent under a bundle of sticks. The light falls chalk &#38; cold upon our bedspread. His teeth are chattering among the leprous peaks &#38; craters of those extinct volcanoes. He also against black frost would pick sticks, would not rest untill his own lit room outshone sunday&#8217;s ghost [...]]]></description>
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