Demo is dead. He slit his wrists in my dream last night, and jumped into cold water. He struggled and cried and all his blood drained out until his heart had nothing left to do. He left me his memories but took his pain and anger to the bottom of the lake. In the morning I found this
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Hey, let me know if there's anything I can do to help ok? There's always something to live for, you may just not have found it yet.
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You need to add this new journal. (elena7069)
I want you to get happy though. It's always hard to pinpoint what it takes.
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