THE STORY OF A SUICIDE, SRIRAM AYER

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I know what it feels like to be broken - we build a world around us with a handful of people who really matter. ‎When they back stab, misunderstand, get angry, move away from us, we feel that we have been let down and that we have let them down too. W

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