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i'm feeling very overwhelmed. i hate you. im so worried about you. you have to grow up. but i can't help you. im a sixteen year told girl, and im the the only person that will ever even care. but knowing what i no now, i no that no one can help you, you really need to go back, but i can't tell you that, i can't even have any kind of converstation with you, where you don't tell me how worthless i am. i'm not worthless, and you can tell me till your face turns blue, but i will no longer believe you.