When you are feeling depressed and looking at your gun, just put it to your head, what the hell- it might be fun. You'll never know what card that life might deal, one day to the next, you never know how you'll feel. You might try suicide by overdose, a gun, or a knife, but one way or the other- you will pay with your life. What's your life worth? Not much for real, so go ahead and kill yourself, you'll like the feel. Take your life and you will be My slave forever, because my name is Satan, your Father, your Savior.Birth sign: Sagittarius
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