
Once I almost died of drug overdose. Heroine. I stopped breathing. Then the paramedics came. They brought me back. The next day I went to a party. I thought about the fact that I miight have died the night before. It was strange, contuining to exist, in light of the fact that my continued existence hung on a very thin thread. I almost died, but I didn't.
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This one is so sad
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