thank you, please return before dark.
i just finishing watching a movie with carrie and i had a great time, really, but i tried telling my mom that i broke my glasses and she got upset so ran to my room and wrote this:
i don't ever really know whats wrong, or why i feel this way too often. But did you know that when i get scared i hide in my closet, i run away quick, close the door, and then in the dark i feel a little safer and its okay to cry because no ones listening. and no ones watching me from the corner of thier eye, and the movie isn't over. theres still thirty minutes in this film of life, and i just wish someone could fast forward and show me the ending, maybe something good like a love i've longed for, or even a smile i haven't felt forever.
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something is killing me inside. I have to find out what it is.
i don't ever really know whats wrong, or why i feel this way too often. But did you know that when i get scared i hide in my closet, i run away quick, close the door, and then in the dark i feel a little safer and its okay to cry because no ones listening. and no ones watching me from the corner of thier eye, and the movie isn't over. theres still thirty minutes in this film of life, and i just wish someone could fast forward and show me the ending, maybe something good like a love i've longed for, or even a smile i haven't felt forever.
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something is killing me inside. I have to find out what it is.