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My clock is ticking already. Â My mum’s abuse is finally too much. Â It’s been too much, I’ve just been clinging to the hope that it’ll all go away. But it’s not. Hopefully by tomorrow I won’t be here to bug anyone with my sh*t anymore. Â No one will have to deal with me. Not you guys, not the people who usually have to deal with it. I’ll be gone. I wish I’d come here sooner. Maybe I’d be stronger than I am.
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