Titles are for Things That Matter

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Fuck you.

I hate you.

Feel the stinging on my wrist

Blood trickling down off my arm

Onto the floor.

I scream.

Collapsed in front of you

The pills kicked in.

Fuck you.

I hate you.

You're not worth ruining my life for

You're not worth ending my life for.

You're not worth anything.

Fuck you.

I hate you.

He's why I'm still here.

He deserves more.

You deserve nothing.

Fuck you.

I hate you.

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