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I love it when everyone is mad at me...
I love it when I can't get through to anyone...
I never intend to hurt anyone...
I just want the best for you...
I'm getting depressed again...
I feel like crying...
Stay out of my life bitch no one cares...
Why do people judge by looks when there's so much more to go off of...
Is there a way to kill yourself and still go to heaven...
This life sucks...
It won't get better...
Everything happens for a reason and that reason is to make me misrable...
don't cry for me