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and I hate EVERYTHING about her. Nothing she does is right. Nothing she says is good enough. Nothing she looks like is pretty enough. Nothing she does it good enough. The way she walks, talks, acts and looks is all wrong. The way she breaths is wrong. She will never be good enough for anyone or anything. Sometimes it's even like she doesnt' deserve this life she has...but she knows. She knows her future of nothings, of failure she feels it everymoment of everyday. and she finds herself closing her eyes hoping when they open to find herself in her bed waking to a dream of six years. She knows it will never happen no matter how she pleads to her "god", she knows....I hate everything about her, but what i hate the most is that she's me....