Two ways to deal with a sewside post.

Me who's ranting about this rn:

I see. For once, I had took the time to type four lines for a suicidal hooman... must be some lucky guy.

Me, who has given 5,000 words on each and every mental illness diagnosed to this stream:

I have stopped dewing that, for some reason. Maybe, I care about my fingers more than someone's life.

I haven't given a speech in a month.

Oh, I was just passing by and saw this. That ain't a full speech.😅

What?

That suicidal post.
I don't remember who it was.

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Oh.

How may I help you dear sir/madam?