im slitting my wrist. i hate waking up... i hate who i am...i hate how i treat people...i hate knowing that i'm obligated to go to work...i hate everything...i hate everything....none of my friends are real...nothing is real...don't you dare mourn. i am a horrible person and assure you that i've consciously hurt each and every one of you. i deserve
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