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FUCK MY LIFE. SERIOUSLY. NO ONE KNOWS WHAT I AM GOING THROUGH. I HONESTLY THINK THAT IF I DIDN'T HAVE A CHILD I WOULD BE SELFISH AND JUST GIVE UP AND BUY A GUN AND SHOOT MYSELF IN THE HEAD. I HATE MY WORK, MY CO-WORKERS, MY BOSS, MY EX BOYFRIEND, MEN IN GENERAL. WHY DO PEOPLE THINK THAT IT IS OKAY TO PUT PEOPLE DOWN? ANTI-DEPRESSANTS DON'T FUCKING HELP, I'M NOT GOING TO BE STUPID AND TRY AND DRINK MY PAIN AWAY. NOTHING IS HELPING. I JUST WANT TO PACK UP AND MOVE AWAY. I DON'T CARE WHERE, I JUST NEED TO GET AWAY FROM THIS PATHETIC STATE. THERE IS NOTHING GOOD HERE!! ALL THERE IS, IS BAD MEMORIES. THE MEMORIES OF PEOPLE PUTTING ME DOWN. THE MEMORIES OF ME GETTING THIS SHIT BEATEN OUT OF ME FROM BRAYDEN'S DAD. ALL THERE IS IS FUCKING DRAMA. FUCK THIS PLACE. AND FUCK EVERYONE WHO HAS EVER DONE ME WRONG. CAUSE I'M A HUGE BELIEVER IN KARMA, AND IT WILL FUCKING BITE YOU IN THE ASS....AND I WILL NOT BE THERE TO COMFORT YOU. I WILL BE THERE TO LAUGH AT YOU.