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so a queer kid that went to the high school i went to my first year killed himself this year, and i just found out because my best friend told me.
no one else i’m close with—and my whole family works in the school system—told me about this.
i wish i could say i’m surprised but i faced the same kind of terror every day at cheatham county and almost as much when i was at sycamore.
i just have so many emotions about this. i feel so betrayed that my family didn’t even mention this to me. i don’t know.
this article is so. fucked. up. too