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PAIN


HEY YOU. YOU WITH THE RAZOR.

YOU ARE NOT UGLY,

UNWANTED OR STUPID.

PUT THAT RAZOR DOWN.

PEOPLE LOVE YOU AND DON'T WANT YOU HURT-OR DEAD-FROM CUTTING.

LISTEN, EAT WHAT YOU WANT TO.

DON'T BE AFRAID TO BE YOURSELF.

WHOEVER JUDGES YOU FOR

YOUR WEIGHT NEEDS TO BE SLAPPED

BEING YOURSELF DOESN'T MAKE YOU FAT.

IT MAKES YOU BE DIFFERENT FROM

THE REST OF THE WORLD.

 

HEY, PUT DOWN THOSE DRUGS.

THERE WILL BE BETTER THINGS TO

HELP YOU THAN THE ALCOHOL AND

WEED. EVERYTHING WILL END UP WORSE

WITH THE DRUGS IN YOUR BODY.

 

HEY YOU. PUT THAT GUN DOWN

I LOVE YOU AND SO DO OTHER PEOPLE.

YOU ARE NOT WORTHLESS.

YOU ARE PERFECT AND AMAZING.

YOU DESERVE TO MAKE YOUR LIFE BE ALL

YOU WANT IT TO BE.

 

SO DON'T BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF.

YOU ARE BEAUTIFULLY FLAWED AND

YOUR IMPERFECTIONS MAKE YOU PERFECT.

DON’T LET PAIN CONTROL YOU.

 

PAIN KILLS YOU DEEP DOWN, MAKES YOU CRY.

IT MAKES YOU WANT TO JUST END IT ALL TONIGHT

BUT YOU CAN'T GIVE UP ON YOURSELF.

YES, PAIN WILL TOY WITH YOU, BUT IN THE END

YOU WILL BE OVER ALL THIS PAIN

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