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[aid] => mick
[title] => selfish suicide
[time] => 2004-11-01 14:13:56
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[bodytext] => When the knife runs across my arm,
I smile and feel alittle better.
Then it hits me...
I need to hurt to be happy.
I need to cut myself to smile.
My world upside down.
The love of my friends and family...
Doesn't make me happy.
I know that it's wrong to bleed.
I know that it's wrong to want to die.
But I do it anyway.
I'm self destructive and self abusive.
And I spose you'd say I'm suicidal.
And I'm selfish.
And I'm being this way to show off.
But it's not like that.
I'm sick, I'm ruined, I've loved and I've lost.
I'm so young, I'm so ruined.
So I'm sick and I'm selfish.
I'm still here.
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