When someone feels like killing themselves, or feels like s**t, they can simply run to the one that loves them.
I CAN'T.
BECAUSE I HAVE NO ONE THAT LOVES ME, THAT ******** PIECE OF MEXICAN TRASH DUMPED ME FOR A WHITE TRASH SLUT THAT I WOULD PAY TO SEE DEAD, THAN ALIVE.
If I had a boyfriend, I would be happier, because I WOULD HAVE SOMEONE THAT GIVES A FLYING ******** ABOUT ME. Sure, I have friends. But that is not enough. They can't kiss me or tell me that everything is going to be ok. Only a boyfriend can do that.
******** you Raymond. Honestly, please for the love of God kill yourself. Its either you or me, and if you don't want to die, I'll do it. Both of us can't live. Especially if you're with that trash heap.
I cannot, and will not take it anymore.
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