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Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Death
I'm tired of failure, of not being reliable, and of being a joke. I just want to die, and for everyone I know to forget me, and the world to finally be rid of me. That's my wish...my Christmas wish. I want death and the end of me. I'm a failure across the board, and I have not a thing to offer anyone. If you want to murder someone, find me and murder me. Kill me, please.
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