You think youíre happy with your choices. You think you know whatís good for you. But thereís some things that you just donít understand, and I canít help these things you do. We can talk some things out. Itís not too late for you. Itís not too late until you write your name down on the dotted line where you sell your soul to them. We can save you from this hell! So I saw your face on the news. I knew it but I hope sit wouldnít come down to this. Iím sorry you had to learn this way with your friend sent home in a body bag. I know its fucking sad. You thought you were happy with your choices. You thought you knew what was good for you. But there was some things that you just didnít understand. I couldnít help these things you did. We couldíve saved you from this hell!
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