What are your deepest secrets that you would like to share before you d.i.e?
I remember this one nigth, where i was just hanging out with my friends. And it was getting late. And I was 12 at the time. So staying up late was not my thing. Therefore I sent a text to my dad and asked him to pick me up. An hour later my mum called to tell me that dad was dead. I can’t help but blame myself every time I think of it. If I hadn’t asked him to pick me up he wouldn’t have died..
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