They control your life, they control all your thoughts and who you are. Sacrificed yourself for friends. Filled with insecurities and self-abhorrence. You wish for your own death, but why won’t you die? Waste of space, a burden to the world, leeching off all of us, your sickness can’t be cured. All the ones you called friends, are the ones who want you dead. Terminate yourself
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