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at the library.
i have no car.
i hate the bus.
i still owe my father $150.
i miss having freedom.
i miss my friends.
i hate being alone more and more each day.
i wish i had someone to turn to that will understand.
i can't turn to anyone with them giving me drugs to shut up or just a meek hug and sending me on my merry way.
i'm sick of deep breathing.
i'm sick of writing down how i feel.
nothing is working.
i knew it.
i'm messed up like the rest of my family.
i don't know what should make me feel better.
i'm slowly losing grip of what made me feel good.
i just want to be like everyone else for the first time i can remember.
i want to be just plan happy.
i have had to deal with so much more crap than my friends have.
or maybe they're better at hiding it.
eh.
i'm weak.
but i can't go on with this bullshit much longer.
i'm giving up.
i have no car.
i hate the bus.
i still owe my father $150.
i miss having freedom.
i miss my friends.
i hate being alone more and more each day.
i wish i had someone to turn to that will understand.
i can't turn to anyone with them giving me drugs to shut up or just a meek hug and sending me on my merry way.
i'm sick of deep breathing.
i'm sick of writing down how i feel.
nothing is working.
i knew it.
i'm messed up like the rest of my family.
i don't know what should make me feel better.
i'm slowly losing grip of what made me feel good.
i just want to be like everyone else for the first time i can remember.
i want to be just plan happy.
i have had to deal with so much more crap than my friends have.
or maybe they're better at hiding it.
eh.
i'm weak.
but i can't go on with this bullshit much longer.
i'm giving up.