I really hate my life.. I wish i could fucking die... ive thought about it so many times.. pills? slicing my wrists? thought about running my car off the bridge... there no telling if my car would ever b found though.. that would hurt my mom.. I would rather die then live with a husband who doesnt take up for me.. he lets everyone talk shit to and about me.. My family acts like dicks.. I tried to tell my uncle i was depressed and he said quit blaming ur fucking problems on everyone else.. learn how to take responsibility.. I want to die.. i dont want someone to be able to walk in and stop it or do anything to save me..
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