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Oct 2017
I wish I could say I didn't have parents honestly.
it would be a lot easier to say that then to face the facts they didn't want me..
what human doesn't want their child..?
did I cry to much?
was an infant wrapped in pink not cute??
I was adopted
but
I wanted to be loved.
I turned to *** and drugs
I am scared..
sleep is my choice of drug.
sleep lets me die for a minute and not feel anything.
yes, I know sleep isn't a drug but that's what I'm addicted to.
work , sleep, school, sleep,
**** I forgot to eat..
oops another day gone ..
sadly I'm still here..
BrownChild
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BrownChild  23/F
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