That day, I simply decided to give up on the life I was starting to build for myself before it even began.
One year later, I crumpled and buried the last empty package of anti-depressants in the trash can. The loud sound of crushed plastic and cardboard filled the silent, cold morning.
Perhaps a demitasse of arsenic, Try on this tie, Never mind the tree... lembrei dessa musica quando li isso..
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