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bridges.
I wanted death.
I wanted to leave.
I wanted to give up.
It was like driving down the interstate when it's raining.
Hard.
And
you're terrified
Because
you can't even see the end
of the hood of your car
Let alone the road in front of you.
You feel lonley
You don't know if there's anyone else there
on the road
You don't know if you're g...
Wednesday 14th June 2017 12:14 pm
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