Today I decided i didn't want to live anymore, so I jumped off the side of a parking garage. How am I writing this? I broke both my legs, my left arm, most of my ribs are fractured and my nose is in need of plastic surgery. I just wish i could've ended it right there and then if that fucking FedEx truck didn't drive right under me. Now I'm in almost more pain than I was before. FML.
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Diary
Short Storya diary i found under my bed from the teen that used to live in my house... it's heartbreaking.
