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I found you crying. And I heard you swear something awful. You... You swore you hated yourself. You swore your life was pointless. You swore you'd be better off dead. Things will get better, love. Things. Will. Get. Better. I hope that if I convince myself of this, it'll convince you too. C'mon, get better. Please. I love you.

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