Every day I must face the life of harshness, so cruelly given to me. Every day. And every day, as of late, does my desire for death increase. Now, I have posted on this site before. A horrible post, much like this one, but still. A post. And now, I lay here, in my bed, thoughts of freedom from this life filling my head. I am 14 years old. I have survived 2 suicide attempts. Am I happy about this? Of course not. Why would I be? It would be so much better if I had died back then, when my 3 closest friends still […]
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