I miss my brother Bobby.... i was thinking about him the other day and now i just can't stop, (Read first journal entry to understand.) now im going into depression. Soon enough i will have already cut my wrist in every direction. I miss him, and i love him so much... i wish i can just die and be with him.... "I love you Bobby!".
Why does life have to be so cruel?
I hate it...
But sometimes i really wonder if i will ever see him again... because i love him and i never wanted to lose him...
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