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[jollyjenni89]

this afternoon i havnt done much besides think.....why is it when we need something the most its not there....and it only rains when you want to go outside... and the people you care about the most are ushually fake...why are we on earth to love? if so dont you think whoever put us here is sick for putting us here for a reason theer will tear most

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[clashfancypants]

You make some very good points... and I know the pains of suicide and everything... I've lost a few friends to suicide (one was a gunshot to the head, one was pills, my uncle od'd too) so I can really get emotional about this stuff. It's hard for me to go through the day wondering if there can be anything better. But if I can imagine something better, there must be something better in the world. After all, how could my sick twisted mind think up something better than reality itself?