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Hi there.
well i did it didnt i. i broke down and i cried because you didnt go out of your way to make me feel special. sometimes i wish with al my heart that i knew who you were, because once i do then maybe i can break down on your real shoulder and cry tears into your real hair. but youre not are you. i can do that into tylers shoulder if i would like, but he gets me angry ebcause he is just like you, and even though he is perfect in every single way, i will alway sbe sitting here waiting for him. He went to play his gig on saturday and i waited for him to com,e home, i thought maybe it would be cute and he would tell me that nobody there could ever compare to me and we could kiss and i could be free for just five minutes. but i cant can i? because he didnt.
Liz is my counsellor. sometimes i think she gets fustrated at me because she is there for children with family issues, and all i do is cry about how i cant find myself when i look into mirrors. But all the same, she told me that i can go to group therapy for teenagers with no self esteem, and i really think it will be good because i can make some new friends, people who know what it feels like to look into a mirror and not see themselves looking back. I'm very scared though. I mean what if i already know some of them and they laugh at me because im not really like that in real life? i wonder if i told you about my negative bubble, i cant remember. but Liz said i have to write a list about all the things id like to change, or id like to happen if my life wa sperfect so that we can rule out the bits that are never going to happen, and concerntrate on the bits that can be sorted out.
So oi dont really know what else to write. im moving house soon, and i know that i will end up drifting apart from alot of people that i dont really want to drift apart from. my fingers are cold and i cant really type now, im sorry.
bye bye xxx
well i did it didnt i. i broke down and i cried because you didnt go out of your way to make me feel special. sometimes i wish with al my heart that i knew who you were, because once i do then maybe i can break down on your real shoulder and cry tears into your real hair. but youre not are you. i can do that into tylers shoulder if i would like, but he gets me angry ebcause he is just like you, and even though he is perfect in every single way, i will alway sbe sitting here waiting for him. He went to play his gig on saturday and i waited for him to com,e home, i thought maybe it would be cute and he would tell me that nobody there could ever compare to me and we could kiss and i could be free for just five minutes. but i cant can i? because he didnt.
Liz is my counsellor. sometimes i think she gets fustrated at me because she is there for children with family issues, and all i do is cry about how i cant find myself when i look into mirrors. But all the same, she told me that i can go to group therapy for teenagers with no self esteem, and i really think it will be good because i can make some new friends, people who know what it feels like to look into a mirror and not see themselves looking back. I'm very scared though. I mean what if i already know some of them and they laugh at me because im not really like that in real life? i wonder if i told you about my negative bubble, i cant remember. but Liz said i have to write a list about all the things id like to change, or id like to happen if my life wa sperfect so that we can rule out the bits that are never going to happen, and concerntrate on the bits that can be sorted out.
So oi dont really know what else to write. im moving house soon, and i know that i will end up drifting apart from alot of people that i dont really want to drift apart from. my fingers are cold and i cant really type now, im sorry.
bye bye xxx