I’m freaking out. I don’t know why. I’m blaming my manic-depressive this time but I’m about to relapse. I know where my dad keeps his pain pills and I have a fresh razor and ik it’s gonna feel amazing to look death in the eye again and I’m trying not to because I’ve been doing so good…I’ve never been good at this, but, please, somebody help me.
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Briana, I know where that dark place is, let me help u, please? Just a few days ago i was ready to die. Had it planned and I wasn’t afraid. But something stopped me. Maybe I can help you find whatever it is that saves people like us.
imyouroldman at yahoo dot com
Or if ya have Yahoo Messenger, send me a message: imyouroldnan
I’m here if ya need me ok? Just want you to be safe and not alone
Peace, Kevin
Briana? Just wanted to see if you wear OK?
I just want to help get through the night.
2 nights ago I was where you are. Exactly right there.
Go this other website. Please!
It’s kinda weird, sort of old fashioone n, but 99 % of the peeps are really wonderful. There always seems to be some one replying nto some rant