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Jan 2018
It's bad enough my own mother and father didn't want me, threw me away like the weekly garbage. Why can't I be enough? Waste of space always last in the race, when I ran the fastest just to be let down over and over again. Why I put my all into something when I don't get that back. The one left behind wish I could rewind and they are kind. Is making someone happy worth my mind? Or are they really happy because if they were, they wouldn't want validation from others. It's settling and I'm worth way more than that. Why can't I or they see that? Never enough... All we are is all alone, Kurt Cobain. And they thought he was insane, he just cared too much. Don't want to feel anymore, just want to leave this place. Ha-ha thinks they're in hell I live it every day. No one could live an hour in my head they would surely be begging for some Led.
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Jessica  38/F/Florida
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