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My parents say they do things because they care about me. But they take the things I care about the most away. If that is caring, They shouldn't bother.
I laid in bed for hours last night, with the same thoughts replaying over and over again. I finally fell asleep. My sleep is empty. It seems to be becoming an everyday pattern. It is pouring out. I love rainy days.
Trust Me.
I laid in bed for hours last night, with the same thoughts replaying over and over again. I finally fell asleep. My sleep is empty. It seems to be becoming an everyday pattern. It is pouring out. I love rainy days.
Trust Me.