My body is so sick. Everytime I put just one pill in it, my body rejects it. My soul is also telling me that I'm killing myself. Or at least who I was/want to be. I put myself on the waitlist for a rehabilitation center today. I check in the 16th and will stay for between 21 and 30 days. My brother and mother don't even think I'll make it to the
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