From card no. 170ZI9R5:

My legs are dangling off the edge. The bottom of the bottle is my only friend. I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone,gone, gone. My legs are dangling off the edge A stomach full of pills didn't work again. I'll put a bull let in my head and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone. .
My legs are dangling off the edge. The bottom of the bottle is my only friend. I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone,gone, gone. My legs are dangling off the edge A stomach full of pills didn't work again. I'll put a bull let in my head and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone. .