Don't run.

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081006

you still dont knw how it works, do you. im so sick and tired of your childish behaviour that it puts me in misery and so much pain that you dont even realise because of this word called pretence. sometimes i dont knw what goes through your mind. tell me whether this is a joke. tell me there's going to be nothing going on that very night. tell me tell me you're not gonna be gone, getting wasted. you dont knw how it feels to be in such a plight that even i myself feel embarrassed saying all these. people take pity and i dont want to be pitied. and i hate being mocked at. im sacrificing so much and i dont knw what i get in return. IM TIRED, physically and mentally and i need a shoulder t cry on, to lean on. i feel like such a xxxax xxxx. if you're not ashamed, i feel ashamed. PLEASE LET ME FUCKING DIE PLEASE.

i feel im next to hell.

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