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K is for kill me. End my suffering. Like really.

Slit my throat and let me bleed out until I'm nothing but a cold body laying on dirt.

I can't stand being alone. It just really gets irritating.

It's like every time I get attach to a person, they just disappear.

I can't talk to any one because they'll end up saying a few things before ignoring me.

It just really hurts my feelings.

Anyways. I hope everyone is having a great day and doesn't die of boredom.

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