i have had too many break downs and too much problems that i just want to end my life, but I'm afraid to do it because I'm insecure about my body...
I've literally been working out to leave a nicer corpse for the autopsy/mortician. On the one hand, prettier corpse, on the other hand my depression is getting less intense. So I might live. For a while.
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