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The pain grew and grew , and i began to think suicidel thoughts. I realized that life for me was desperate impasse. I thought of the garage as a place where i would inhale the carbon - monoxide. I look at the rafters in the attic and think of them as places where i might hang myself. I look at sharp objects as being implements for my wrist.
bobobo added this comment 2009-10-23 15:33:59-05:00
whyy thank you
minney added this comment 2009-10-22 02:41:40-05:00
VERY NICE
bobobo added this comment 2009-10-23 15:33:59-05:00
whyy thank you
minney added this comment 2009-10-22 02:41:40-05:00
VERY NICE