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Thank you for sticking by me and giving me hope that I'll make it past twenty-eight myself. I love you, my dear best friend
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Teen FictionI know I'll be dead by the time I'm twenty-eight. I'm not terminal. I'm just a ticking time bomb in my own right. I will have died by my hand, being found with an empty pill bottle. I've been poisoned since the day I took my very first breath. The...
