Seriously.
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Thread Topic: Seriously.
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_Leah_ NewbieI think I'm about to break down.
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Sinus decay?
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Why
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_Leah_ NewbieShut up Geek. Just shut up. Shut up.
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_Leah_ NewbieBecause...... I'm not even gonna bother posting it. No one else will give a f---.
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I do I honestly give a f---
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I feel the same
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What voices said...
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_Leah_ Newbie*sigh* Okay. I guess so.
No matter what I do, I resist doing it. Why? Because I worry I won't be original.
As I type this, I resist pressing the submit button because this has been done timie and time before.
I gave up art because of unoriginality.
I gave up writing because of unoriginality.
I gave up thinkng of things to do because of unoriginality.
I am trying not to cry before because everyone does it.
And know, everyone thinks the answer's so simple: Just stop worrying about it. But I can't, I really can't.
Yet, at the same time, I'm afraid to do anything new because it will be critisized. Because I'm worried everyone will make fun of me.
Every day, I'm treated like an object. I might plaster a smile on my face and manage it, but that doesn't mean I don't feel it. It hits me harder than people know. They think they understand. They think I am not affected. But I am.
Every day, look at myself and see how ugly, how weird, and how stupid I am. I have those things cemented into my bran: I am an ugly, worhtless, stupid freak and do not fit in.
Every day, my only goal is to beat every one at every thing. Of course, I can't do that. And with every fail, I hate myself more and more.
I hate every part of me. I hate myself with a burning passion. Every thing I do, I try to make sure not to mess up becuase will be made fun of and critiszed for months. No one gets it. No one gets me. I don't have any real friends. Andif I do, they don't know what I'm really thinking. They think I'm as happy as can be.
I'm sorry, I know this is so clishe, but I literally broke down and can't breathe, so there's no chance of me rewriting it. -
Get over yourself. You have absoloutely no reason to think this way.
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This... it sounds like me... Your my best friend too! ^_^ Right along side shadow.
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_Leah_ NewbieRain... just... forget it. You... forget it.
Thanks Da Boss. I'm glad. -
I don't know what to say to make you feel better so I'll say this.
I don't know how you feel fully, but I do partly. I have four solid friend thats it all (aproxmitly) 500 people in my school hate every last inch of me. I have little joy at all and I have to do that right or you don't want to know what happens to me on the inside. To my friends I'm known as the soleless one. I hate most of anything and everything. And I don't wan't to be forgotten but I'm the first one every ones going to forgot. You know how I said everyone in my school hates me, I get death stares walking down the hall and street. I die a little more every day from things that happen. So no I may not know how you feel completly, but I went out on a limb just to tell you this. But please I'm on here alot, you can talk to me.
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