12 hours left.
I managed to shower and get ready for my test. I put make up on. I did my hair. Im wearing normal clothes. This is a big accomplishment for me today. For everyone reading and replying, thank you. Im sorry that I will be posting a lot. Like I said. Im a book. This is my final chapter. And I want it to be rememberable.
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What test?
Hay why this the final chapter ? What’s happening
Do you have any idea how much your messages meant to me yesterday?..
You look beautiful. I feel so sorry that you want this 🙁 So, so sorry. 🙁
I don’t know your life, I don’t know your suffering, but I wish you had some one to hug you tightly and tell you they were gonna make sure that everything would be okay, that you would be happy, that you would never hurt again, because you have hurt enough.
I don’t know what to say, it just ruins me that you feel wrong in this world or whatever it is that has driven you here. You are not wrong. If so, it is the world that is wrong.
Hugs, and if you need to talk, just write, I mean, I’m totally suicidal myself right now, but wtf, you know? I don’t know anything anymore.
Post all you want.
You look fantastic. Good luck with everything!!
You’re so beautiful. Wow.
Don’t apologize for posting a lot. Once you’re dead, your unique and incredible mind, along with any sort of thought it has and ever will produce, will go to the grave with you. It will never be able to communicate those thoughts to anyone again. Please, post as many times as you want. We will read them all.
Hey there!! You are very beautiful
Good luck 🙂
I don’t know if you remember me, maybe you do maybe you don’t. I haven’t been active lately, but you are one of the people I like to catch up on how are they doing lately. It sucks how bad things are. I know it may seem strange but I would miss you if something took you away.
Also, you look beautiful. I wish you all the luck you may ever need and all the strength there is to overcome the bad stuff that piled up. If you are a book, then I am a reader who tries to grasp the emotions the author felt during writing the lines and imagine how you saw it through your eyes when you experienced it all. Like the reader and the book I’ll never be able to put myself in the shoes of the author but I still hold you dear to me.
I may have messed up a phrase or two, but I hope the gist of it was preserved. It’s late night over here, so the 12 hour window will likely be over at the time I wake up and catch up again, but I hope to hear from you again.
Best wishes from across the ocean,
Martin