Drugs already ruined my life even though I never done any of them
The hallucinations of everyone being alike
The clouds of stereotypes
The depressing thoughts of underachievement
Why is it cool to kill yourself you say?
In fact, you are doing more harm to the one's that are different.
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Author:
Lando (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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