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I through the word Love around like its meaningless, because to me it is.       I don't remember what real love feels like.       I see it in my aunts eyes when she looks at her children, but I don't feel it.       So I don't know when to say it and when not to.       No one here shows me love.       I feel like a burden to there everyday lives.       I stay in my room so I don't annoy them.       I keep my mouth shut  so I don't annoy them.       I don't talk back I keep to my self, but still I am a burden to him and his presous son.      I can't do anything right anymore.
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Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 10:33 AM UTC
unknown love
I through the word Love around like its meaningless, because to me it is.       I don't remember what real love feels like.       I see it in my aunts eyes when she looks at her children, but I don't feel it.       So I don't know when to say it and when not to.       No one here shows me love.       I feel like a burden to there everyday lives.       I stay in my room so I don't annoy them.       I keep my mouth shut  so I don't annoy them.       I don't talk back I keep to my self, but still I am a burden to him and his presous son.      I can't do anything right anymore.
ayla-garcia
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Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 10:33 AM UTC
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