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Why shouldn't my arm be the way it is?? i'm so stressed out right now...i cant even take anymore....i'm goin so crazy rite now i'm gonna die...at least...i want to. I dont even know why the hell i bother tryin to help out situations that cant be solved. Everytime i try to help someone out, they either dont pay attention, dont care, dont wanna hear it, i mean what the hell am i supposed to do???? I wanna just go someplace where i can be alone to think. so far i cant do nothin, i cant talk to no one, and even when i try to talk to someone about my problems, they either cant handle it, or the situation turns out to be just like their situations. they just don't know what to do to help or stop themselves. Take my arm for example. I tried to talk to so many people about it, but when i do...they walk....because it's so fuckin discusting i dont even wanna look at it no more. I need to be alone for a while. i don't know...I wanna be alone for a few minutes...hours...days...years...months....i don't know. i need alot of time to think.