. . .
do you even want me here anymore? all the times you beated me up. i look like a wreck because of you and i fucking hate it. you just dont know... im too weak to type to be honest... im just forcing myself.. to be honest, im not even worth it.
dear diary.
is it okay to kill myself?
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