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I'm so sick of this. Will I ever be able to do anything right? Or at least say something and have it sound the way I intended it to, instead of the complete opposite?
I miss the 8th grade. That essay about my "secret hideout"... I miss feeling like there was absolutely nothing wrong with tuning out everything around me and living in my own little fantasy world.
I miss thinking I was sane.
I miss the 8th grade. That essay about my "secret hideout"... I miss feeling like there was absolutely nothing wrong with tuning out everything around me and living in my own little fantasy world.
I miss thinking I was sane.