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Saturday, January 23, 2010
Memories.
Today brings back a lot of unwanted memories, last year on this day was the day I wanted to commit suicide. I remember I had all the pills in front of me and I was going to do it. Obviously though I didn't thankfully. Thankfully on that day I was babysitting my brother, the one who pretty much saved me from doing it. Committing suicide, just to escape from things won't fix anything, your just simply running away from it.