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Wsg....yall better be online more during school or I might just die. (figuratively die. for the ppl who like to yap about the drama in ppl wanting to kill themselves)

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Guys, can everyone just stop? A lot of people on here are suicidal it's not worth it. And if you're really feeling this way don't go and tell everyone your peers don't know how to handle it. Go talk to an adult it doesn't matter if you feel like you need to do everything yourself, because you don't. And if you say things just like this for attention, stop people have real problems like this it's not a joke. If you feel that way talk to someone if you don't but you say you do wth is wrong with you? Thats not a joke.

Im gonna fucking kms, why? THIS- bro im crying rn (not as a joke) here is the email I sent my mom

Uhm, remember when I gave your number to my friend? so when I pass my classes I can go over to their house? They had their number in their backpack pocket, and they were like "ADDISON IM GONNA CALL YOUR MOM" I freaked out, and I don't wanna get in trouble, so I'm apologizing now, instead of waiting until get home, and they called you about planned pregnancy, and I took the phone out of their hands and tried hanging up, but it didn't work, and I'm sorry. please don't me mad.

and I'm crying so hard rn ima kms

wHy Do I wIsH i WaS sTiLl At CaMp?!

Idk why, but at home and school I feel all of this pressure to put on a fake smile and pretend everything's fine, but at camp I finally felt like myself. Like I could be myself. Like people weren't judging me anymore, like I could actually be accepted for who I am. But once I got back to school and off the bus, I instantly felt pressure again. And it really sucks.