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I have pills. And I am tired. exhausted. And I have had enough.
enough
sleep and stay safe forever
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  1. Anonymous20 August 2010 at 02:44

    I've been an anonymous follower of yours for a longggg time, and you constantly inspire and amaze me. You continue to. Your entries are captivating and...free, in an truly enchanting way that keeps me coming back! Stay well hun, we all have days of exhaustion, but you'll pull through.
    <3 stay well

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  2. Anonymous20 August 2010 at 07:55

    I just came across your blog tonight . . . and this post wrenched my soul. Please be okay. You can E-Mail me if you want. Don't do anything rash until you've exhausted other possibilities.

    here's a smile for you:
    :)

    and a virtual hug.

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  3. Peridot (G+P)20 August 2010 at 09:03

    DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE!!!!

    FLUSH THOSE PILLS DOWN THE TOILET RIGHT NOW, 'FELIA!!!!

    I love you and you deserve BETTER than that!!

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  4. Anonymous20 August 2010 at 15:30

    Ive been reading your blog for a while and i think you´re very tallented at writing and you can have a bright future.
    I understand the feeling of wanting everything to stop and just sleep forever...I´ve tried to kill myself several times, and most times I´m glad it didn´t work.
    This dissease is so consuming but you have to fight it sweetie, don´t give up.
    I really hope you don´t do this, you´ll hurt so much people and more important you´ll miss all the good things life can and will give you.
    Sorry for my english, I´m from Argentina
    Hugs and i hope I´ll we reading more of you

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  5. Anonymous20 August 2010 at 21:26

    Please, please, please don't. You are such a beautiful person, and this world would be so much darker without you in it. It does get better.

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  6. See21 August 2010 at 04:49

    Your words inspire me.
    And they are so true to what I feel.
    I want to help you, but I'm not sure you'd listen.
    We all love you.
    Please, stay.

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  7. Anonymous21 August 2010 at 17:46

    Ophelia... What have you done?

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  8. Plum Girl22 August 2010 at 17:10

    I hope you're okay, darling.
    ♥

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  9. *daisy*22 August 2010 at 23:45

    Please stay - our bodies and our lives are the only things we really have - you've destroyed one, so please, please hold onto the other. I've been reading your blog from the beginning and your words cling to me, your writing is beautiful, and I want to grab hold of you and make you stay. And tell you it will be ok, somehow. xoxo

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