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Why are you staring at me like that?
I’m not looking for attention.
I don’t want you to help me.
You’re the one who asked me what was wrong.
So what if I’m depressed?
It’s not like I’m gonna kill myself.
The fact that I wish I could doesn’t count.
I’m not going to give people a reason to think about me.
Don’t give me that shit.
I’ve heard every damn thing you said before.
I know what it is I’m doing – and I’ve accepted the consequences.
There’s nothing you can say to change my mind.
I’m not looking for attention.
I don’t want you to help me.
You’re the one who asked me what was wrong.
So what if I’m depressed?
It’s not like I’m gonna kill myself.
The fact that I wish I could doesn’t count.
I’m not going to give people a reason to think about me.
Don’t give me that shit.
I’ve heard every damn thing you said before.
I know what it is I’m doing – and I’ve accepted the consequences.
There’s nothing you can say to change my mind.
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