He’s too good for me. What was I thinking? Fuck.another might crying to sleep for me.
He’s too good for me. What was I thinking? Fuck.another might crying to sleep for me.
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You just don’t get it.
I want to be able to talk out my true feelings. If i feel like shit and want to do stupid stuff, I want to be able to tell you and you would listen and support me and comfort me.I dont want to have all the stupid arguements over NOTHING. I dont want you putting words in my mouth, or assuming the worst all the time. I dont like it when you usr the smallest mistakes that I make against me time and time again. I know im a shitty girl, but I dont need to be reminded of that constantly-thanks though.It drains all of the energy out of me.Every morning I wake up with so much energy and happiness, but you just take it from me.I can’t stand this too much longer. It’s definately not helping my depression. You want to help supposively. You dont at all.
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love the color:)
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He’s the one who makes me cry.He hardly ever makes me happy. Isn’t it supposed to be the opposite?
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