this site is under construction. i will share the source code once its not shit
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they really know. they only know that i had taken some pills (they dont know how much) and that i had a stash of sharp items under my pillow (sh). soooooooooooooo, what now? well, i have to go to a psychiartist for a single time to "know how much i need help" (im not telling them shit.) and later i have to go to a psychologist. fck koaskdoakodksadsaakdokasodkoakwokasodkadwkogtogkotgkmbmkkcnvncjwnjorokmwiijfwisjfjiwfij. im not telling them a single thing.
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so the plan i mentioned earlier is like that: 1. after school tomorrow buy as much painkillers as i can (i cant buy it with sleeping pills, since it would be suspicous, so i have to rely on painkillers alone). 2. overdose on them somewhere outside where no one can see me. 3. go to home and continue my day as normal. 4. jump out of the window if stressed / something happens (them knowing where i was for some reason, or some bad news again).
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why cant i just die nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww wjojwowjowjowj
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todays music:
"beautiful loli thing" by goreshit
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