متاح الآن! بحث تيليغرام 2025 — أهم رؤى العام 
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grief has consumed my heart in days when i thought i wouldn't last, not without you at least. my nights are filled with painful memories. the paintings you gave me hanging on my wall, which has now turned into lacerations on my body. but you don't care.🤩🤩🤩🤩
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i could talk, but you were never enough, neither i myself was. there would be no one ever be enough to hear me.
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i could talk about the voices i hear sometimes, but you're not mentally unstable enough to understand it.
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i could talk about the creatures that i see in the corner of my room and eyes, but you're not crazy enough to understand it.
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i could talk about how cold your body can get and how ants will ripped your corpse apart but you're not suicidal enough to understand it.
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am i alive? it doesn't matter. nothing to lose, nothing to gain. to live a life devoid of pleasure, keeping up with this mental game.
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realizing that i'm going to be alive for awhile and have to experience even more lore than already have.
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2:24 his eyes spread across the floor along with his brains. his face is unrecognizable, how could he do such a thing? please wake me up.
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blood painted on the walls. shotgun in his hand, ruled as suicide. recent calls, 988, didn’t do much if he’s found like this🤩.
