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I go through periods of depression, where I feel like nothing will ever get better. At times I question my existence of being alive. I wonder if I would be better off dead, where I would not have to feel sad or hurt anymore. But then I remember the good I’ve been though, and even though at that moment in time, when I’m depressed, that good keeps me going. It gives me a reason to push through it all and fight for another day of life.
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The ghetto mother fucker you become when you’re mad.
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