ugh...

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When you





Wanna kill ya self and


Everyone is sick of you




There's nowhere to run.

No one to hide


I fucking hate him




I hate them three





Fucking hell hole won't leave me alone.





Existing for me is just a burden. A huge heavy burden.



I can't do jack shit right





Can't even have the will to fucking eat





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