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hello random person, im suiciding today. so im leaving this message here so at least someone knows about my death, thanks all for the best moments. bye bye! i hope we meet up in heaven.❤ - laura, sao paulo, brazil

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why do I exsist? I feel like I just dont matter to people anymore, I dont feel loved nor liked. I feel like a ghost that everyone ignores so then whats the point of living? I cant get this feeling off of me, my favorite things are not making me happy anymore. my mother telling me everyone would be better without me telling me I'm a grown "w̶o̶m̶a̶n̶" I'm only 12
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haha, im so sick of life i cant take this no more. whats the point when nobody loves me nor wants me here? im constantly in pain. I hope to be free soon, the constant thoughts of suicide, are really getting to me. im just barely 12, why is the world so cruel? i need to set myself free from this pain. im struggling terribly with life, its getting so bad. i wanna get up and do something but i cant get up. i dont wanna sit and drown in this pain. i cant escape this endless suffering, i want someone, something to put me out of this pain. i dont think ill make it past my birthday. - z
I've been thinking about suicide again. Everything just keeps getting worse. Especially the hallucinations... I really think I need medications, as it affects my day to day life and it's stressing me out so much. But my parents still don't want to give me any meds... Not even for things like ADHD or anxiety. I keep getting flashbacks, too. And don't even get me started on the panic attacks. Honestly, no matter what I do I genuinely don't think I can ever live a good life because I'm not a boy. If I just kill myself there's the chance of being reincarnated as a boy, or at least some other creature that's better than a human girl. I'm just honestly done with everything. I don't care who'll miss me, because I really, really hate myself so much I can't even put it into words. I don't want to be trans, I want to be a real boy. This fucking sucks. No amount of self harm will be enough to fix this, I think at the end of the day, committing is the only way out of this fucking hellhole. ---ASH0NP4WZZ🧷
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im gonna kms in like three weeks :3
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i hate my life should i die???? ive tried like 5 tiems :( sad☹ and honestly i have a SH problem 𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃 i was𝐵𝑜𝑟𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑒. to all my haters ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ! AND to mia astrid lamberti fossati ily (platonic) ~💖💅🏼🤭~-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈
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add my disc, I have no friends lol @muscle.red I’m a twst & black butler fan!
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⡷⣽⢮⣳⢏⣷⡳⣞⢯⣝⡞⣯⢳⢧⣏⢷⣣⢟⡞⣧⡻⢶⡹⣎⠷⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⣳⣏⡞⣭⢳⢎⡧⣷⣭⣛⢞⣳⣯⢳⣍⡞⡽⣧⡹⣭⢿⣿⡿⡟⣯⡁⡙⢶⣥⢋⡞⢦⣹⢱⣋⢶⣩⠳⣍⡞⣬⢛⡴⢫⣜⡹⢦⡹⣜⢣⠞⣥⢛⡴⣩⢖⡱⢎⡇⡞⣥⢛⡴ ⣟⡾⡽⣧⣟⣶⡻⣭⣟⣮⣽⢳⣯⣳⢞⡯⣞⡽⣺⢵⣛⢧⣻⡜⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⣾⢧⣿⣜⡹⣋⢾⣙⠶⣙⠾⣭⡳⢿⣷⡚⡼⣳⡹⢿⣜⡯⣽⣟⢷⢹⣝⡌⣶⢬⡛⣞⠳⣬⢓⡎⣖⢣⣛⠴⣙⢦⢫⡜⣣⢎⡵⢣⢳⡌⢧⡛⡴⣋⠶⡱⢎⡵⣋⠼⣘⢦⢫⡔ ⣿⣽⣻⢷⣻⢾⣽⣳⣞⡷⣞⣻⢶⣏⡿⣞⣧⡟⣧⣟⢮⡗⣧⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣺⣿⣮⡝⣮⡝⣯⡞⣭⢞⡹⣿⣧⢿⣿⡴⣭⢿⣭⣻⣽⣞⣿⢾⢸⣿⡼⢸⡶⡹⣌⠷⣌⡳⢎⡝⡦⡝⣎⠳⣎⠳⣜⡱⣎⢞⡱⣣⠞⣥⢳⡱⣍⢞⡱⣋⠖⣭⢚⡵⢪⡱⡜ ⣿⣾⣯⣿⣯⣿⣞⣷⢯⣿⡽⣯⣟⡾⣽⣻⢶⣻⢷⣞⣻⣞⣳⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣳⣿⣿⣜⣿⡞⣿⣿⣜⢯⣷⡮⡽⢿⣿⣷⣎⠿⣶⡭⣿⣿⡿⣽⣾⣿⣿⣸⡷⢳⢬⢳⣱⡹⣚⡼⣱⡹⢬⢳⢎⡽⢆⢷⡘⣮⢱⢣⡛⡴⢣⢳⡜⢮⡱⣍⠾⣰⢋⡖⣣⠳⣍ ⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⣷⣿⢿⣽⣿⣳⡿⣯⣟⡿⣞⡷⣯⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⣾⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣖⡻⢿⣯⢿⣿⣯⡝⣿⣷⢻⣿⣛⣿⣿⢯⣿⣿⣏⠗⣮⢓⣦⠳⣝⡲⢧⡝⣣⢏⡞⡼⢭⡲⣝⢦⣋⢧⡝⢮⡹⢆⣛⠶⣱⢎⡳⢥⢫⡜⣥⡛⡴ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⣿⣟⣿⣽⣿⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣻⣯⢾⡿⣿⣿⡟⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣏⣿⡿⡼⣙⢮⠳⣎⢟⡲⣝⣣⢞⡵⢫⡼⡹⢶⡹⡜⡶⣙⢦⢻⡱⣭⢛⣬⢳⢣⡞⡵⣋⡗⡮⡵⣹⢜ ⢿⠿⡿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡌⡙⠿⢿⣯⣿⣽⣿⣿⣹⣟⣷⣽⣿⣿⡿⣼⡟⣽⢺⢥⠯⣝⢮⢫⡵⣎⢗⡮⣝⣣⠷⣹⢣⣝⡳⣍⣏⡞⣣⢟⣬⡛⣴⢫⣳⢚⡵⢫⣜⡳⡵⣋⡞ ⣏⢞⡭⣓⡞⣴⢫⢞⣭⢻⣝⣻⢻⡟⡿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠶⢟⡚⡛⢭⣉⣟⣿⣿⣳⣿⢿⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⣏⡟⣮⢻⣜⣮⢳⡝⣮⢏⡾⣜⣣⢟⡵⣋⡶⣹⢮⣜⡳⣝⣺⢲⡝⣮⠳⣧⢻⣜⡳⣎⢷⣙⢧⡝ ⢮⡹⡜⣥⢛⢦⡛⢮⡜⣳⢎⡵⣋⢾⡱⣏⡞⣶⡹⢮⡝⣯⢿⣟⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣺⢧⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣞⣷⣻⣽⣻⣞⣾⣳⣟⣮⢿⣜⣧⢟⣮⣳⡝⣾⡱⣏⢶⡝⣮⢳⣏⢾⣱⡻⣜⡳⣎⢷⡹⣮⡝⣮⢽ ⢧⢳⡹⣌⢏⣮⡙⣧⢹⢲⡹⣜⡹⡲⣝⡲⡝⢶⣹⢣⡟⡼⣭⢻⣿⣟⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣏⣿⣟⣻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣇⡻⢻⣽⡷⣿⢻⠼⣿⣟⣿⣿⣿⣟⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⣾⣿⣿⣾⣽⣿⣞⣷⣻⢷⣻⣭⣟⡾⣽⣳⠾⣽⢶⣻⣭⢷⢯⡯⣷⢧⣟⡾⣽ ⢫⠖⡵⢎⡞⡴⣙⢦⡛⢦⢳⡜⣱⡝⣲⠵⣫⠧⣝⡺⣜⢧⡭⣳⢭⣿⢽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣧⢏⡽⣱⢫⡟⣞⢣⢮⡱⠷⢋⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣿⣷⣿⣿⣯⣿⣷⣯⣿⣯⣿⣽⣿⣾⣿⣿ ⣙⠮⣕⢫⡜⣱⢭⢲⡙⣎⢳⠼⡱⢎⡵⢫⣕⡫⢶⡹⣜⡺⣜⡵⢮⠽⣞⣻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡻⣟⡝⣮⡱⣇⡯⢼⢚⡓⢫⠔⡩⠆⣼⢿⣿⣿⣿⣟⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⠿⣚⢬⠳⣜⡱⢎⢧⡹⣌⢧⢫⡕⣫⡜⢧⢮⡱⢧⣛⣬⢓⡧⢞⣣⠟⣼⣩⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⡼⣹⢖⡽⣷⢜⡢⢣⡙⢦⡩⢇⣯⢏⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⣿⡻⢿⡻⠿⡿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣧⠍⣮⠱⢦⡙⣎⠶⡑⢮⡜⣣⢞⡱⢎⡳⢎⡵⣓⢎⡖⢯⣜⢫⣖⢻⡲⢵⣋⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠿⣜⣣⢮⣽⡿⣏⢶⣹⣷⣵⣿⣿⣿⣿⠏⡙⠾⣶⣛⢧⡻⣱⢙⡲⣜⢮⣽⣻⣟⣿⣳⣿⣟⣷⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣻⣽⡾⣽ ⣿⡘⣆⡛⢦⡙⢦⡙⣭⠲⣜⡱⢎⡵⢫⡜⣣⠞⡥⣏⠞⣧⢚⡳⢎⢷⡹⣎⡵⣫⢼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣯⣷⣽⣹⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢏⠒⠤⡁⢌⠙⠮⣳⢱⢊⠶⣹⢎⣷⣻⢾⣽⣳⣿⣻⢾⣟⣿⣿⣿⣯⡿⣷⡿⣯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣻⡿⣯⡷⣿⡽ ⣷⠱⡜⣜⠣⡝⢦⡹⢔⣋⠶⣩⠞⣜⢣⡝⡲⣍⠷⣜⢫⢖⣫⢝⣫⢎⢷⡱⡞⣥⠿⡯⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢃⣚⣌⣱⡌⠦⠼⠤⠈⠙⠛⠾⢷⡿⢮⣽⣯⣾⣳⣿⢯⣿⢾⣿⣿⣿⢯⣟⣯⣿⣟⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⡿⣽⣷⣻⢷⣻ ⣯⠣⡝⢦⡛⣜⢣⡝⢮⡜⣣⢓⡞⣬⠳⣜⢳⡜⡳⢎⡽⢪⡵⢎⡳⣎⢧⠳⡽⣸⣝⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢟⣫⢥⢧⡼⣔⠳⡜⢣⡋⣍⠫⢍⡑⢂⣲⠼⣳⠙⣿⣏⣽⣯⢿⣞⡿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣽⣻⣞⣿⣯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣻⣾⢿⣽⢾⡽⣯⢷ ⣿⣡⢛⠦⣝⢬⡳⣜⢣⡞⡥⣏⢞⡲⢏⣎⢗⡺⣍⡻⣜⠧⣝⢮⣓⢮⡓⡯⢵⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠧⡟⣒⢋⠎⡴⢌⠳⢌⡃⠖⣌⣒⣬⣶⣯⣑⠌⡡⢧⡹⣟⡾⣽⣻⢾⡽⣿⣿⣿⣻⣞⣷⣻⢷⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣟⣿⣽⢿⣞⣯⢿⡽⣞ ⣷⣃⢏⡾⡜⢮⡕⣮⣓⡞⡵⢮⣝⡺⢭⡎⣟⡼⢣⡗⣮⢻⡜⣎⡳⢮⡝⣚⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⡟⣿⢧⣋⡜⣆⠫⡜⠴⣉⠞⣢⣹⣼⣾⡿⣽⣶⣜⣋⣷⣵⣬⣵⣿⣽⣷⣯⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣳⣟⡾⣽⢿⡾⣟⣿⣿⣿⣻⡿⣾⣻⢾⣽⣛⡾⣽ ⣿⣎⣽⣲⣝⣳⣺⡕⡾⣼⡹⣞⢶⡹⢧⡻⣬⢳⣏⢾⡱⣏⢾⡱⣏⢷⢺⢭⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣻⣯⡷⣫⢼⢹⡶⡱⢎⡖⡹⣌⣷⢿⣾⣿⣿⡿⣽⣽⣿⣾⡿⣿⡟⢯⡽⢻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣳⢯⡿⣽⢯⡿⣿⣻⣿⣿⣻⣽⣷⣻⣟⡾⣹⣽⣚ 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⣿⡾⣟⡿⣞⣿⣳⣯⢷⣻⣞⣷⣻⣿⢿⣽⢯⣟⣯⣿⣻⡾⣟⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡽⣿⢯⣿⣿⡷⣿⢣⣛⠼⣙⢦⡛⡴⣙⡦⣿⢦⣵⣿⠿⢋⠵⣈⠧⣘⡑⢆⣻⡇⣿⡱⣹⠃⡌⡑⢌⡟⢸⡅⠡⡇⣿⠠⢩⣿⣏⠶⣩⠶⣹⢣⡟⣵⣫⡷⣯⣟⣞⡯⣞⡽⣪⠗⣭⢲ ⣿⣻⣽⣟⣯⣷⣟⣾⣻⣽⣞⣷⣻⣿⣯⣟⣯⡿⣽⣾⣳⣿⣻⢾⣽⣿⣿⣿⣟⣿⢿⣻⣿⣿⣽⡗⣯⠼⣹⣍⠶⣹⣜⣿⣿⡿⢟⠫⡔⢣⢍⡲⢡⠒⡥⢊⠆⣷⢯⣿⢔⡃⠧⣐⠡⢮⡇⢸⠆⡡⡗⣿⠄⢹⣿⣏⠞⣥⢫⡕⢯⡞⣵⢫⣟⡷⡽⣎⢷⡹⡞⣥⢻⡬⣓ ⣿⣽⢾⣽⢾⣳⣟⣾⣳⣟⣾⣳⢿⣿⢾⣽⣳⣿⣻⢾⣽⡾⣽⢯⣿⣿⣿⣾⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣻⡽⣞⣽⢳⣎⣿⣵⡾⣛⢹⡗⣪⠵⣙⠮⣬⠱⣍⠳⣌⠣⣜⡾⡼⣿⡎⣜⠱⡌⢎⣽⠠⢈⡗⡠⡗⣿⡘⢸⣿⣏⠞⡴⢫⡜⡳⣞⡱⢯⣟⡽⣽⣹⢎⡷⣹⢎⡷⣸⢱ ⣿⣞⣯⣟⣯⣟⣾⣳⣟⣾⣳⢯⢿⣿⣻⢾⡽⣾⣽⣻⢾⣽⢯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣽⣿⣾⣷⠿⣛⡭⢖⡱⢭⣞⣿⣥⣛⣬⠷⣬⢗⣮⢳⣞⡳⢯⡙⢷⣻⣏⢦⠓⡜⣬⡏⢰⠀⣧⡑⣏⣷⣉⠲⣿⣏⠞⣱⢫⡜⡵⢣⡻⣝⡾⣽⢎⡷⣫⢞⣥⠻⣴⡙⠶ ⣿⣞⣷⣻⢾⡽⣞⣷⣻⢾⡽⣯⢾⣿⡽⣯⣟⡷⣯⣟⡿⣞⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡾⣛⣭⣶⡽⣶⣻⢟⡿⣿⣿⣿⣾⡵⢿⣛⡞⣭⢒⠧⡜⡜⢦⡙⢆⣯⢿⣪⠝⣮⣿⠁⣎⠠⣷⣃⡧⣿⠤⢙⣿⡧⢛⡴⢣⠞⣭⣓⡳⣭⢷⣫⠿⡼⢧⡻⣬⢳⢣⠽⣙ ⣿⣞⡷⣯⢿⣽⣻⢾⣽⣫⢷⣏⣾⣿⡽⣳⢯⣟⡷⣯⢿⡽⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⣿⢿⣳⣭⣿⡵⢿⡛⣟⡹⣽⡟⣦⡝⣣⢞⡜⣖⢫⢳⡹⡜⢦⠹⢬⣿⣞⢧⣻⣿⡟⡰⢌⠀⣿⡇⡗⣿⡘⠬⣿⡗⢭⠲⣍⢞⢦⣓⡳⣎⡷⣏⣿⣹⢳⡝⣖⡫⢇⡻⢬ ⣟⡾⣽⢯⣟⡾⣽⣛⣮⣟⣳⢮⣽⣿⡵⣻⣟⡾⣽⢯⡿⣽⣻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⣯⠿⣵⡶⣿⢶⣻⢶⣯⣿⣝⣦⣝⣧⣞⣹⣬⢣⢇⡳⣜⢣⣛⣼⣟⣾⣼⣿⣻⣇⠳⡌⠠⣿⣃⡯⣷⡘⢘⣿⡏⣎⠳⣎⠽⣒⢧⡻⣼⣳⢻⠶⣭⡳⣝⠮⣝⣣⢛⡬ ⡿⣽⢫⡟⡾⣽⠳⡟⢾⡼⠛⠾⣼⣿⠚⢷⢫⢿⡽⣯⡟⡷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⢹⣯⡟⡿⣿⣿⡞⢳⡟⣮⣽⢳⣽⢻⡟⣷⣾⣿⣿⣿⢻⡿⣿⣽⣿⢬⠓⡌⢰⡿⡅⡗⣿⢨⠘⣿⡗⢬⠳⡜⢣⠟⠲⡝⠶⣯⢻⡝⣧⢻⡼⢹⠎⡖⢫⠜ ⡷⣧⣻⡼⢧⣟⣳⠿⣜⣳⢟⡶⣸⣧⢟⣞⣻⢞⡷⣧⠿⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⣿⣼⣧⣷⣿⣼⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣼⣧⣷⣿⣿⡿⣜⢣⡐⡀⣷⡃⡗⣧⡘⢰⣿⡗⡜⢦⣘⢦⡜⣧⣛⢶⡧⣇⡷⡼⣆⠷⡤⣞⡰⢇⡼ ⡿⣵⣳⢯⡟⣮⢟⣽⣫⠽⣎⢷⣹⣿⢺⡜⣷⣫⢟⣾⢻⣗⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⣿⣿⣽⣿⣯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⣿⢿⣿⣽⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⣎⢧⢒⣯⡷⡇⡏⣷⢈⠼⣿⣧⡙⢦⡝⢶⡹⢶⡹⢾⡽⣳⣝⡳⣭⣛⡵⢎⣳⢋⠶ ⣟⢶⣫⡗⣯⡽⣞⢧⣏⡟⣮⣓⢾⣯⠳⣝⢶⣫⠿⣼⢻⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡻⡜⢮⡿⣇⣟⡆⡏⣿⠠⢸⣿⣧⢚⠵⣚⢧⣛⢧⡻⣽⡻⣵⢾⡹⢶⣹⢚⡭⣖⢫⡝ ⣻⢎⡷⣹⢖⡿⣜⡳⢮⡝⡶⣩⢾⣯⢛⡼⣣⢏⡟⣾⣹⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡵⣫⣿⣟⡧⣿⡆⡗⣿⠐⢸⣿⣗⢪⡝⣎⡳⣎⠷⡽⢶⣟⢧⡯⣝⢧⣛⡎⣗⢮⠳⣜ ⡽⣎⢷⣫⢞⡵⣫⡝⣧⡛⡵⣓⣾⣯⣝⡲⡝⣮⡝⣞⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⡿⣾⣑⣿⣣⡇⣿⠐⢸⣿⣏⢖⡹⡲⣝⢮⡻⣝⣻⣞⡯⢾⡹⣎⢷⡹⢎⣞⣹⠲ ⣳⡝⣮⢧⡻⣜⣳⠺⣥⠯⡕⣿⣿⣿⣧⢳⡝⢶⡹⢮⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢯⣿⢷⡭⣞⡧⡇⣿⠈⢸⣿⣏⠮⣵⢻⡜⣯⣳⢯⡷⣯⡟⣯⣳⡝⣮⢽⣙⢦⡳⣹ ⡳⣞⣥⢳⡳⣙⡖⡻⡴⣋⣟⢿⣿⣿⡿⣇⡟⡼⣹⣚⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⡿⡾⣯⣛⡼⣨⣇⣿⠄⢹⣿⣏⠾⣜⢧⣟⡵⣯⣻⡽⣷⣻⢧⣳⣝⢮⢧⣏⣞⡱⢧ ⣳⢭⣎⢷⡹⢧⣛⡵⡳⣍⡞⣮⢿⣿⠳⣭⢞⡵⣣⢗⡺⣝⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠿⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡶⣭⢳⢿⡞⣿⠂⣹⣿⣯⢻⣜⢯⡾⣽⣳⣯⢿⣿⡽⣯⣳⢞⡯⣞⠶⣭⢞⣣ ⣽⢺⡜⣧⣛⢧⡻⣜⡳⣭⠞⣥⢻⣯⢳⡭⣞⡵⣫⢞⡵⣫⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⡽⢿⡇⣿⠡⣸⣿⣯⢗⡾⣫⣽⢷⣻⣾⢿⣿⣽⣳⢯⡿⡼⣭⡻⣼⡹⣖ ⣞⣧⢻⡶⣭⢷⡹⣎⢷⣣⢟⣬⢻⣯⢳⡝⣮⣳⡽⢮⢷⣝⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣏⡟⣹⠛⣟⠻⡟⢿⠻⡟⠿⣿⡿⠁⠀⠀⠘⣿⣿⠿⡿⢿⠻⣟⢻⢛⡛⢏⢯⡹⣍⠶⢸⣿⣿⡟⢭⡟⡼⡗⣿⠣⣼⣿⣟⡾⣽⢯⣟⣯⣿⣽⣿⣿⣯⣟⡿⣼⣳⢏⣷⢣⣟⡼ ⡿⣼⣳⢻⡼⣳⢯⡽⣎⢷⣫⢖⣻⣯⣳⢽⡳⣧⣟⢯⣟⡾⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⡜⣧⢣⡛⡬⢓⡘⡣⡝⡸⣑⢺⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣏⢯⡝⡦⣛⢤⡓⢬⠸⣍⠦⣳⢘⡆⣹⣿⣹⣞⣼⣷⣏⡷⣿⢳⣼⣿⣿⣽⣻⣞⣾⣞⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⣻⢷⡯⢿⣜⡯⣞⡵ ⣟⡷⡽⣏⡷⣯⠷⣯⡽⣞⡵⣫⢾⣷⡻⢾⣽⣳⢾⣻⢾⣽⣳⢿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⣿⡷⣹⢦⣃⠧⣓⢣⠘⡵⢨⠕⣌⢺⡧⡔⣒⢶⡲⣿⢎⡷⣚⠵⣊⢦⡙⢤⠛⣤⠳⣌⢮⡇⣿⠿⣿⣮⣿⡿⣏⡷⣿⣳⢾⣿⣿⣾⣽⣧⣻⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⣟⣯⣟⡿⣞⣳⢯⣞ 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Story of the wonder girl: Part 1 I was a depressed freak. No one in school wanted to play brookhaven with me. They're all fake, I thought to myself, I should shoot up the school. I had long black hair that reached all the way down to my thighs. I have bright blinding blue eyes that could make anyone blind if they stared into my eyes for too long. But no one ever stared at me anyway, I was just a freak in their dull black and white eyes that couldn't see the world how I saw it. I slowly walk to the closest gun store. I lived in America, so there was always a store that sold guns around the corner. "aren't you a little too young to be here?" the owner asked. My blue eyes slowly turn into a shade of blood red. I couldn't take the daily ridicule of not just the cruel high schoolers, but now also workers who were clearly below me on the social ranking. I curl my hand into a fist and smashed the glass that kept me away from the AK-47. "NO" the broke worker who probably had nothing left to live for cried. The minute my left hand managed to take ahold of the AK-47, the underpaid worker knew it was over for him. I shuffle back holding the gun as my hands slip into position, then boom. I fire the gun at the worker sending him crashing into the wall. A small smile appeared on my face. "heh..time to shoot up the school," I whispered reassuringly to myself while laughing quietly. The blood red color in my eyes were hard to see at first, but now they were easy to see from a mile away, meaning I craved blood. I calmly slip the AK-47 into my bag, then realize that I should get more people to shoot up the school with me, which meant I needed more guns. I kept smashing the glass and taking more and more guns. a mini gun, a rifle, a sniper, a pistol, and much more. I looked up at the workers body, which had now slid down to the ground and was bleeding out at a rapid rate. That fool, I thought. He dared to question me, and now he faced the cost of it. I walk out of the gun store as if nothing happened, knowing it was quite the opposite. I close my eyes for a minute and take full control of my inner demons that I let come out when I got mad at the worker. My bag gave me a lot back pain since most of the guns were extremely heavy. "I must suffer a bit in order to accomplish a goal.." I said to myself. But while I wasn't looking, an old man had crept up behind me. "Watcha doin' lil girl? Girls like you should't be thinking." I couldn't control my inner demons. I instantly start levitating and strike the old man down. I saw 10 people on the sidewalk, staring, like they'd just seen Satan himself. They weren't just anyone though, They were witnesses. They all had to die. My inner demons now in full control grab the minigun from my bag and shoot everyone there. "NO WITNESSES." My inner demons chanted over and over again. "NO.. WITNESSES!!!!" Once everyone on the sidewalk had been shot up with the minigun, I take control of my demons, put the gun back in my bag, and continue walking. I knew no one would notice a few dead bodies on the side of the road, people always got shot up in America so this was normal. I look up from the bloody sidewalk as my hair flew in the wind. I had to go home, and plan how I was going to shoot up the school. Part 2 The walk home felt like a victory lap. Each heavy thud of my boots against the pavement was a drumbeat celebrating my newfound purpose. The weight of the arsenal in my bag was a comforting burden, a promise of the chaos to come. My mind, however, was a whirlwind of strategizing. How could I maximize the impact? How could I ensure that everyone felt the full force of my rage? I pictured their faces, the vapid smiles of the popular kids, the sneers of the bullies, the blank stares of the teachers who never saw me. They would all know my name tomorrow, they would all tremble. A new wave of rage simmered inside of me, and my vision momentarily turned to a crimson blur. I had to focus, to channel this energy into something more strategic than just shooting blindly. As I reached my street, I spotted a familiar figure on my porch – my mom. Her face was etched with worry, as usual. She was a good mom, I thought, in her own pathetic, oblivious way. She worried about me, made sure I had food and clothes, but she could never understand the torment I felt. She didn't see me, not really. I forced a neutral expression as I approached. "Hey mom," I said, my voice sounding foreign even to my own ears. "Where have you been? I was worried sick!" she exclaimed, her hands fluttering nervously. "Also your bags looking extra heavy today." "Just out," I replied, pushing past her into the house. The thought of having to explain to my mother why my bag was heavy, well, that idea was just sad to me. I went straight to my room, ignoring her calls behind me. I locked the door, then threw my bag on the bed, the springs of my bed creaking under the weight of the guns. I sank onto the floor, my back against the bed, a sadistic smile stretching across my face. The plan started to form. I'd need to start in the cafeteria, the heart of the school, the place where everyone gathered to gossip. Then I'd move on to the hallways, the classrooms, hunting them down like the pathetic animals they were. The school needed to be cleansed. It needed to be reborn in fire. I pulled out a notebook, my thoughts pouring out onto the page, written in a messy scribble of a deranged mind. The cafeteria, then the hallways, then the library, then the gym, then the teachers lounge. Each location had to be marked and ready for action. Then I started drawing out the floor plan of the high school, marking every single escape route that the students could try to take. If they decided to try and run away, I would know exactly where they'd be going. Then I grabbed my phone and started searching up all of the most dangerous fighting techniques I could use to increase my chances of survival and also increase my chances of dealing severe damage. No one was going to escape me. I'd make sure of it. No one. Part 3 The hours flew by as I finalized my plans. The sun began to set, casting long, ominous shadows across my room. I felt a surge of anticipation, a thrill that coursed through me like electricity, making my blood boil. It was almost time, and I was counting down the seconds. Before I went to bed, I pulled out the AK-47, its cold metal a comforting weight in my hands. I examined it, each part of it, and the magazines that came with it, then I carefully loaded it, feeling the satisfying click of each bullet sliding into place. I had to make sure it was ready for tomorrow, and that I was ready too. I went through each individual gun and tested it out. Then I cleaned each barrel, making sure that they had no rust and no extra things that could mess with the guns performance tomorrow. Then I placed the guns back in a specific order, so that I knew where everything was located. The mini gun was on the left, then the AK-47, then the rifle, then the sniper, and then the pistol. I fell asleep, my mind filled with images of the chaos to come. The sound of gunshots filled my dreams, replacing the taunts and the scorn I usually heard. It was a symphony of pain, and I was the conductor. The next morning, I woke up with a sense of calm that surprised me. The blood red hue in my eyes was even more vibrant than the day before. It was almost like I'd permanently transformed into my inner demons. I went through my usual morning routine, but with a new sense of purpose. Every brushstroke on my long hair, every step I took, was deliberate, precise. I had to be perfect for the show i was about to put on. I put on my usual black clothes, pulled on a pair of boots, and grabbed my bag. A quick look at myself in the mirror confirmed that I looked ready to go. I was a goddess of destruction, a harbinger of doom. My mom was in the kitchen, making breakfast. She smiled at me, oblivious to the darkness that had taken over my soul. I didn't bother saying goodbye, just walked out the door and into the morning sun. My hand gripped the handle of the bag tighter as I walked to school. I barely even felt the weight of the guns anymore. It was like an old friend, ready to embark on one last mission. My heart started pounding out of my chest, as I neared the school. My time had come.(part four???)
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ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🦇་༘࿐
𝓢𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓪 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂 𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭🎗 𝓢𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓪 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂 𝓰𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓷🎗 ᴺᵒ ᵃˡᵃʳᵐˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵒ ˢᵘʳᵖʳⁱˢᵉˢ(𝕲𝖊𝖙 𝖒𝖊 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊)🎗 ᴺᵒ ᵃˡᵃʳᵐˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵒ ˢᵘʳᵖʳⁱˢᵉˢ(𝕲𝖊𝖙 𝖒𝖊 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊)🎗 ᴺᵒ ᵃˡᵃʳᵐˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵒ ˢᵘʳᵖʳⁱˢᵉˢ, please?(𝕲𝖊𝖙 𝖒𝖊 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊)🎗 ୭🧷✧˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀🦋 ---ASH0NP4WZZ (Everything's going to be okay. It might be shitty right now but it will get better. I promise. Stay strong, even if it may be tough, there are people who care about you)
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Petiton to make this an apo- NO SHUT UP IM GONNA KFFCIRJJRWJAHHHH AHHHH AHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHH NO NO NONONONONNO AHHH HAHHH HGUYS IM CRASHING OTU I CHYAT.EEWWAHHH HIMM SO MAD IM SO ANGYER AAMMMYYYY GOING TO JILLL MYSELFLFKDLSAAHHH HAHHHH STOP OUTTIR 🎹🎹
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your skin is not paper so don't cut it. your neck is not a coat so don't hang it. your life is not a book so don't end it. it will get better, trust me. <𝟑
Love the people here like "Don't give up" or "Venting on this site isn't going to help you" like thats going to help anyone. We came here for the SAME reason youre here, to find emoji combos.
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"You're not going anywhere, you hear me?" Rachel's voice crackled over the phone line. Her words hung in the air, echoing the weight of her grip on the receiver. "I just need some space," came the muffled response. It was barely audible, but Rachel heard it, clear as day. She knew that tone. It was the one her younger brother, Alex, used when he was hiding something. Rachel glanced at the clock on the kitchen wall. It was a quarter to eight, and the day had been one never-ending battle of wills. She'd had enough. "Look, I don't know what's going on with you, but you're coming to stay with me for a while." Alex sighed heavily. Rachel could picture him slumped on the edge of his bed, his eyes red-rimmed and bloodshot. "I'm not a kid anymore, Rach," he said, the words dragging like lead. "I can handle it." Rachel felt the familiar tightness in her chest. She'd always been the strong one, the one who took care of everyone else. But Alex? He was her baby brother. He was supposed to be invincible. The kitchen was spotless, the smell of lemon cleaner still lingering in the air. Rachel had been trying to distract herself from her worry by scrubbing down every surface. But it was no use; the gleaming tiles and chrome only reflected her fears back at her. She took a deep breath and leaned against the cool counter. "Just come over, okay?" she said softly. "We'll talk it out." There was a pause, so long she thought the line had gone dead. Then, "Okay." It was almost imperceptible, but Rachel heard the defeat in his voice. She swallowed the lump in her throat. Alex arrived an hour later, his shoulders hunched and his eyes cast down. Rachel didn't know what was going on with him, but she knew it was bad. As she pulled him into a tight hug, she felt his body tense. "It's going to be okay," she murmured. "I'm here for you." The apartment was quiet except for the hum of the fridge and the distant wail of a siren. Rachel made them both tea, the warmth of the mug feeling like a lifeline in her trembling hand. They sat at the small table, the silence thick and oppressive. Rachel's heart hammered in her chest as she waited for him to speak. Finally, Alex looked up, his eyes brimming with tears. "It's just... it's all too much, Rach." He took a shaky breath. "I don't think I can do this anymore." The words hung in the air, a dark cloud threatening to suffocate them both. Rachel's heart skipped a beat as she realized the gravity of the situation. She reached out, her hand shaking slightly as it hovered over his. "Do what, Alex?" He stared into his tea, the steam swirling around his face. "Everything," he whispered. "I don't know how to keep going." The weight of his confession settled heavily on Rachel's shoulders. She had no idea what kind of storm was raging inside him, but she knew she had to be the one to help him weather it.
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.˳·˖✶𓆩𓁺𓆪✶˖·˳. 𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊'𝖘 𝖒𝖞 𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖛𝖊? -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈
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😻🔫 ==> ⚰️ (dream), 😃☠️💋
☆, ♡, ❕️, ( ´ཀ` ), ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;), 𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃, ⛧, 🧿, 🌈, 🍄, ⚡️, 🌱, ꩜
and it hasnt been easy on you i know that more than most i am born to be alone i am just some lonely ghost 🖤
ʜʜʜHHACHU ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ sᴏ I'ᴍ ᴀᴛᴛᴇᴍᴘᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ɢɪᴏɴɪᴏᴜʀᴍᴏʀ ɢɪɢᴏᴛɪɴᴏᴜʀᴍs GIGNO0URMOUS (ᴍʏ ɢᴏsʜ 😡😡) ɢɪɢᴏʙᴜᴍᴜs ɢᴇᴇᴄᴇᴇ because yes, ᴜsᴇ ᴛʜᴇ "Eᴅɪʙɪʟʟɪᴛʏ" ᴛᴀɢ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴛʜʀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ʏᴀᴅᴀʏᴀᴅᴀ ɪ ᴅᴏɴɴᴏ💔(ᴀʟsᴏ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ, ᴘᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ at the very bottom ɪɴ ᴜʀ ᴍᴇssᴀɢ PLEASE 🦧🦧) -Rᴇɪɴ [RULES] -There are none, just don't be innapropriate, there are miners :P -allwyasy put ur naem after uyour emessarge!!!!1 (not uor real one😡) -ᴅᴄ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴀᴅᴅ-(Rᴇɪᴢᴀɴᴛ) [ᴘʟᴇᴀs ɪᴍ ʟᴏɴʟɪ 🤣🤣] (sᴇᴀʀᴄʜ ᴜᴘ Eᴅɪʙɪʟɪʟʟɪᴛʏ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴍᴇssᴀɢᴇs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍᴇ ᴏʀ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ғᴇʟʟᴏᴡ sᴛʀᴀɴɢʀs) 3/5
Addressing the Concerns of Inappropriate Content on EmojiCombos.com In an era where digital tools and resources are accessible to a broad audience, including children, the potential for encountering inappropriate content is a growing concern. EmojiCombos.com, primarily known for its creative use of emojis and emoji combinations, has been scrutinized for potentially hosting inappropriate or adult content. This essay explores the implications of such content and its impact on users, particularly children. The Nature of Content on EmojiCombos.com EmojiCombos.com is designed to be a platform for generating and sharing emoji sequences, which can be used to enhance digital communication. While the primary focus of the site is on creative and expressive use of emojis, there have been reports suggesting that some users may exploit the platform to share inappropriate or adult-oriented content. This can include emojis arranged in ways that allude to explicit themes or messages. Potential Risks and Implications Exposure to Inappropriate Content: The presence of adult content on a platform accessible to children poses significant risks. Exposure to such material can be harmful, influencing young users' perceptions and behaviors in ways that are not developmentally appropriate. Children are particularly vulnerable to the impacts of inappropriate content, which can affect their emotional and psychological well-being. Parental Oversight: For parents and guardians, the challenge lies in monitoring and managing their children’s online activities. Platforms like EmojiCombos.com, which might not have stringent content moderation, require additional vigilance. Ensuring that children are guided and educated about safe online practices is essential to mitigate the risks associated with accessing inappropriate content. Platform Responsibility: It is the responsibility of platforms hosting user-generated content to implement effective moderation and filtering systems to prevent the dissemination of inappropriate material. Ensuring that content guidelines are clearly communicated and enforced can help in maintaining a safe environment for all users. Platforms should also provide reporting mechanisms for users to flag inappropriate content. Evaluating the Need for Better Controls The potential for inappropriate content on platforms like EmojiCombos.com highlights the need for improved controls and safeguards. While the platform's primary function is creative and benign, the presence of adult content underscores the importance of: Enhanced Content Moderation: Implementing advanced moderation tools and employing a dedicated team to review and manage user-generated content can help in preventing the spread of inappropriate material. Educational Initiatives: Educating users, especially children, about the risks associated with online content and promoting digital literacy can empower them to navigate the internet more safely. Parental Controls: Encouraging parents to use parental control tools and engage in open conversations with their children about online safety can contribute to a safer online experience. Conclusion In conclusion, while EmojiCombos.com serves as a creative and enjoyable platform for emoji enthusiasts, the potential presence of inappropriate content raises valid concerns, particularly regarding younger users. Addressing these concerns requires a collaborative effort between platform providers, users, and guardians to ensure that digital spaces remain safe and appropriate for all audiences. By implementing effective content moderation, educational initiatives, and parental controls, the risks associated with inappropriate content can be mitigated, allowing users to enjoy the platform in a secure environment.

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someone please just help me imm actually stabbing myself with the scissors i cut myself with im shaking and i cant even cry or sceram i cant tell my parents PLEASE JSUT HELP ME LEAS O WANT TO FUCKING STAB A KNIFE THROUGH MY THROAT AND DIE HE P 💊
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૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა𓍯🪑
⣯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⠀⣀⣀⣰⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠿⠿⢿⠿⠛⣿⣦⣴⣶⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣻⣿⣯⠍⠉⠉⠉⠀⠈⠵⢾⣷⣤⣯⣧⡤⠤⠀⢀⡤⡤⠀⠛⠛⠛⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⡯⣿⣿⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠉⡩⠍⠉⠁⠀⠀⠐⠻⡧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠛⠛⠛⠛⠛ ⣿⣿⣿⣶⣶⠀⠀⠀⠀⠂⠀⢎⣷⣾⠀⡇⠀⠀⢀⠉⠀⠀⠀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⡈⡵⡳⣸⣱⣮⡉⠛⢢⣝⣭⣳⣦⢴⠲⡄⢴⠢⢠⡈⠠⠢⠀⣀ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡗⣿⣽⣿⣿⣾⣿⣶⣿⣿⣷⣿⣳⣿⣿⣿⣷⣷⣧⣮⣽⢫⣿⣶ ⣿⣟⣿⣻⣿⣿⣟⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⣿⣾⣷⣾
ik i rlly shouldnt be venting on this website. literally ANYONE could find this. my name is eggz. also known online as animekillerbunny, melodykillerbunny, and tv_chan. im gonna kms. for real this time. yeowch, sure, but i really don't care at this point. literally whats the fucking point. it wont matter in the long run anyway. all these people trying to "make the most of it" and all that bs can SHUT UP.
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Hola, soy Ivin, tengo 12 años y espero que ningun amig@ vea esto...Me gustaria desahogarme diciendo que me cuesta expresarme con la gente, me cuesta socializar sin parecer raro, solo quiero un abrazo...Empece a cortarme hace 4 meses, deje de hacerlo la primera vez, pero estos dias no e parado, me doy asco cuando me miro al espejo...Me da asco mirar mi cuerpo sabiendo que nunca sera el de un hombre ( soy trans )...La verdad, me gustaria socializar con gente que tral vez entienda por experiencia | Mi Discord, por si quieres socializar conmigo > - < : crzy_doom
OK ALODIA LITERALLY FUCK YOU YOU’RE LITERALLY SO ANNOYING LIKE STOP OK:( (shes been my school bully for 2 years now im suicidal lol no stop id kill myself now)
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wonder when you’ll die?
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࣪ 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 .˳·˖✶𓆩𓁺𓆪✶˖·˳.

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