Do you know what it's like to count your breaths, breathing them as you regret their very existence; What existence signifies purpose to your own being, a being that you hate? I plan, now and here, to end it. Just as many others do, These walls will be painted in my blood, and not a single tear shall be shed.
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Suicide, depressed, self harm quotes
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