I am stuck under the pretense that to have a purpose, I need to be needed. I have no purpose at all if I cannot make others happy. This is especially difficult to handle, when I feel as though the only way I can make others happy is by being gone. The only thing I can actually do right is leave. I want to wanted.
Jul 15, 2017
Jul 15, 2017 at 10:39 PM UTC
I am stuck under the pretense that to have a purpose, I need to be needed. I have no purpose at all if I cannot make others happy. This is especially difficult to handle, when I feel as though the only way I can make others happy is by being gone. The only thing I can actually do right is leave. I want to wanted.
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