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Last memories

Last memories

Why am I even here? What would happen if I decided to disappear? No one really cares about me. They don't understand what I see. I am truly a mess inside. I just want to find somewhere to hide. I am really tired of all of this, bullshit. I mean I have a throat that I, can slit. no one would truly miss me. They would probably be really happy. No one would have to deal with me. That's the way it should be. Its getting hard to fight my mind. Sometimes the memories like to rewind. Haunting things from my past. Sometimes I wish they were my last.

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