Suicide LetterDear mom, I'm sorry, just couldn't handle life so I locked myself in my room and slit my wrist with this very knife.Suicide Letter
Will you ever forgive me? Don't really care if you do for you were the cause of my suicide, this was all because of you.
So, you see, I planned all of this -
when and how to die. You never could have stopped me not that you would ever even try.
I'm laying behind this locked door, waiting for you to see that I will never breathe again, alive I will never be.
Tell dad, I'm sorry, not that he was much
| I'm completely in-fucking-sane. Well I don't think so but that's what I'm told...constantly. My boyfriend is my life, my love and my everything. After him comes music and art. Drawing, writing and photography. No Trespassing signs never stop me. I'll break the fucking law if it means getting a good shot. Most of the time I can only write when I'm sad which I suppose is much like the concept of dancing in the rain. I don't draw a lot but when I do I'm a perfectionist about it and I take a while to complete what I'm working on. I believe beauty lies in the darkness of things and that life only has meaning if you have somebody you love. |
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. take myself from your eyes [jf]
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but the Shadow Child never dies
but lives on to haunt where evil lies.
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"The elevator to success is out of order. You’ll have to use the stairs… one step at a time."--Joe Girard
"The only place where dreams are impossible is in your own mind."--Emalie
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Those that do die of it do seldom or never recover. - William Shakespeare.
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The scrawlings of an idiot.
I appreciate it soo muchhh.
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I really appreciate it!
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As I was going up the stair; I met a man who wasn't there; He wasn't there again today; Oh, how I wish he'd go away
by: William Hugh Mearns
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