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I walk around the house all gloomy everyday, and my mother  hates that about me. “I can’t help it, i’m suicidal,” is what I think to say, but do not say to anyone. Day in and day out, I am getting closer to putting my thought of suicide into action. Her anger and screaming only justified what is needed to be done.
I came to a closer realization that being drunk, rather than sober, would be easier for me when the times come. I’m underage, so I would need help from a high school drug dealer. I’m home school now, but when I was in school Joe was […]
