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I have an empty, but knotted feeling in my stomach. It almost makes me want to cry. I’m being constantly ignored when I need to talk. It’s almost as if I want to talk to someone, no ones here. The more I write, the more I get that feeling. I hate it. I can’t say why though. Why I’m so, so.. I don’t know. I just want to die. If life just stays in a negative path, what’s the point of living. I’m known as one of the oldest veterans on Suicide Projects, maybe I won’t be a veteran anymore..