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well i guess im at my wits end.no one even considers me a person.everyone forgets im alive. it hurts, and i cant take it anymore. everyone always complains that they get fucked over, but what about me, no one cares about me, or how everyone always leaves me out of everything. everyone goes out, doesnt call me, doesnt bother with me unless they need something.
i continuously bend over backwards to do things for people and no one cares.youre supposed to be my friends, friends give a damn about each other. this isnt a one way relationship. people dont pay me to be nice to you, or care about you, or do you favors. and it kills me that none of you give two shits that you leave me out and let me sit home alone for weeks on end,without even giving a damn, but as soon as you need somehting miraculously you know my phone number.
you all think youve got me figured out, you all think you know everything. you dont know shit. you only know what i allow you to know, and frankly with the way you treat me, you dont deserve to know me.
dont ask me for favors, dont ask me to hang out, dont ask me for the answers to the home work, dont converse with me, because obviously, if im not worth even a phone call, im not worth your efforts.
when you know what it feels like to be treated like the back door step, then come and talk to me until then, delete my phone number and forget im alive. ohh wait, thats done already.
bye now
i continuously bend over backwards to do things for people and no one cares.youre supposed to be my friends, friends give a damn about each other. this isnt a one way relationship. people dont pay me to be nice to you, or care about you, or do you favors. and it kills me that none of you give two shits that you leave me out and let me sit home alone for weeks on end,without even giving a damn, but as soon as you need somehting miraculously you know my phone number.
you all think youve got me figured out, you all think you know everything. you dont know shit. you only know what i allow you to know, and frankly with the way you treat me, you dont deserve to know me.
dont ask me for favors, dont ask me to hang out, dont ask me for the answers to the home work, dont converse with me, because obviously, if im not worth even a phone call, im not worth your efforts.
when you know what it feels like to be treated like the back door step, then come and talk to me until then, delete my phone number and forget im alive. ohh wait, thats done already.
bye now