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My whole world and everything in it has gone wrong.
All the while, I feel as though I'm standing in the middle of an over-populated room, screaming at the top of my lungs and no one even bothers to look up.
So.
Basically.
To his friends.
I'm a whore.
I'm a bitch.
I'm ugly.
I'm fat.
I'm annoying.
I'm too young.
Too immature.
I'm not deserving.
It's politics, I've learned, and to be that politically incorrect is fucking sad.
I try so hard.
I had gotten so far.
But now, sadly, it means nothing.
I've learned the waiting never does.
In the process of my maturing, I've learned no one has my back, but me.
'I Love You's are dramatic cries for attention.
People hardly mean what they say.
They don't give me a fair chance.
None of them, what so ever.
It's horrendous how brain-washed and greedy people are.
..It really is.
All the while, I feel as though I'm standing in the middle of an over-populated room, screaming at the top of my lungs and no one even bothers to look up.
So.
Basically.
To his friends.
I'm a whore.
I'm a bitch.
I'm ugly.
I'm fat.
I'm annoying.
I'm too young.
Too immature.
I'm not deserving.
It's politics, I've learned, and to be that politically incorrect is fucking sad.
I try so hard.
I had gotten so far.
But now, sadly, it means nothing.
I've learned the waiting never does.
In the process of my maturing, I've learned no one has my back, but me.
'I Love You's are dramatic cries for attention.
People hardly mean what they say.
They don't give me a fair chance.
None of them, what so ever.
It's horrendous how brain-washed and greedy people are.
..It really is.