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I clean my room really nice and fill it with these fake flowers I light the candles for a second I think it helps with my mental health but subconsciously I know I'm doing it hoping someone will notice the time I've put into it or that there will even be someone in my room at all to notice just someone to **** me I'm so tired of myself I blame it on everyone else I say I'm so sick of this But I'm sick There's something wrong with me And that's why no one is interested I leave the blinds wide open I always have no one cares about the flowers in my room No one even knows what my room looks like let alone the flowers
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Oct 2, 2017
Oct 2, 2017 at 2:20 AM UTC
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I clean my room really nice and fill it with these fake flowers I light the candles for a second I think it helps with my mental health but subconsciously I know I'm doing it hoping someone will notice the time I've put into it or that there will even be someone in my room at all to notice just someone to **** me I'm so tired of myself I blame it on everyone else I say I'm so sick of this But I'm sick There's something wrong with me And that's why no one is interested I leave the blinds wide open I always have no one cares about the flowers in my room No one even knows what my room looks like let alone the flowers
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Oct 2, 2017
Oct 2, 2017 at 2:20 AM UTC
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