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October 19, 2003 + 7:53 p.m.
I'm breaking down. << + >> I bring it upon myself. To be alive. To be breathing. I bring it upon myself, to trust.
I trusted so many people. I cared for so many people. I listened. I helped. I LOVED. I did all the things I could do to be friends. And I was... shunned. Hurt. Battered and bruised emotionally. You don't see this pain that is going through with me. None of you do. Because it's inside of me. It's why I cry every day. It's why I bottle myself up. Because of cruel words. Because I TRUSTED. You can tell me to ignore it. You can tell me to shut it out, but it's happened from the beginning, and it's hard to just forget about it. Daddy why'd ya leave me? Mommy why didn't you take care of me? All those kids in elementary school why'd you never want to be my friend? Why'd you hurt me constantly? I CAN'T EVEN FRIGGIN' WRITE THIS SHIT ANYMORE!!!!!!!!!! Damn.
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