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I wonder if my bus driver notices that I always listen to music and never look happy. I wonder if my teachers notice the red lines on my wrist when I raise my hand in class. I wonder if my parents notice that their baby girl hides razorblades in her room. I wonder if my friends notice that their happy and bubbly friend is breaking down on the inside. I wonder if my classmates notice I hate the way they look at me. I wonder... Does anyone notice?
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Dec 30, 2013
Dec 30, 2013 at 4:13 PM UTC
thoughts from an unhappy girl
I wonder if my bus driver notices that I always listen to music and never look happy. I wonder if my teachers notice the red lines on my wrist when I raise my hand in class. I wonder if my parents notice that their baby girl hides razorblades in her room. I wonder if my friends notice that their happy and bubbly friend is breaking down on the inside. I wonder if my classmates notice I hate the way they look at me. I wonder... Does anyone notice?
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Dec 30, 2013
Dec 30, 2013 at 4:13 PM UTC
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