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Sometimes, life is hard. Its always been hard me to deal with. I wished that I had someone to talk to about my feelings, and about what I feel like. I used to have the chance to talk to someone but something went wrong and I wasn’t able to talk anymore. I feel like a loner half the time because that’s how my family makes me feel. I try to make everyone happy but I just freak out and want to die. Sometimes, I feel like I just have some random disease. That makes everyone happy.
I was at a funeral the other day, and just wished that I could be that person, that person in the casket. The one that everyone is crying and saying wonderful things about. But I’ll be the person who is dead and no one will ever remember. I’m only shy when I have to be or when I’m not feeling good. I just want to be normal for a change.
They never knew how much I loved working at jlow. They didn’t know that I as trying so hard to impressed them. I was trying to be a fucken good daughter to them. And it ended up biting me in the ass. I don’t know what else to do. Im not living my life anymore. Im living theirs.
I was at a funeral the other day, and just wished that I could be that person, that person in the casket. The one that everyone is crying and saying wonderful things about. But I’ll be the person who is dead and no one will ever remember. I’m only shy when I have to be or when I’m not feeling good. I just want to be normal for a change.
They never knew how much I loved working at jlow. They didn’t know that I as trying so hard to impressed them. I was trying to be a fucken good daughter to them. And it ended up biting me in the ass. I don’t know what else to do. Im not living my life anymore. Im living theirs.