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Oct 2014
I don't know what to feel anymore.
Life just seems like a waste here and there.
Seeing people happy around me
Seeing them break uncontrollably
What's the point in life anyway.?
We're born.
We live.
Then we die.
What's the point if you're pretty much already dead to begin with.?
Some of us are born with these unbelievely amazing talents.
The rest of us are just like a waste of space.
If I can sing....Then why do I feel like such an outsider.?
I'm right with the group of the loners.
The weak trying to act strong.
The dumb ***** trying to act smart.
But for what.?
I'm never gonna be good enough.
Not in this life time.
And probably not the next.
Or even the one after that.
Im not sure where all this is coming from.
And don't act like you're worried about me.
Don't act like you ever cared.
Im just someone in the shadows.
Im just that nobody people look past.
After everything i've seen.
It breaks my heart....
Oh wait..
What heart.?
Im a heartless *****.
I guess I'll always be that way.
Guess I'm a disrespectful and rude.
If so I apologize.
Not like you'd except that apology anyway...
I know you all have at least one thing against me.
And I don't blame you.
I could really care less if everyone hated me.
I mean...I should be use to it by now.
Everyone else is growing up and doing something with their lives.
I'm just the stupid lazy *** chick that thinks theres no point in life.
Thinks that she was suppose to die at the age of 15....
I don't know why Im even writing this considering no one will read it....
~Devil~
Devilgirlzdream
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Devilgirlzdream  Limestone, Maine
(Limestone, Maine)   
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