Let me Cut, deep into my wrist. For if I die, I wont be missed. Why would I be missed? I mean, look at me, I'm just a stupid fucking nobody. if I don't wanna be here, why should I stay? Its a hopeless world. full of hopeless dreams. Hopeless dreams quickly turn to nightmares, nightmares to life, No way out. No way free. You're stuck. Life to death. Alone.
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