Take it off your chest...
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I'm ready. To die. I already know I'm going to do terribly. I cant put make up on, I cant talk to people. I have no friends. I shake when it comes to thinking about how I'm feeling, just someone talking about my wellbeing. It is so weird. To talk to a stranger about yourself. Like the fact that people have opinions to share scare me.

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  • Hang in there. Praying for yoy

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