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I realize I am evil, crazy, depressed, broken, scarred, mean. People give me the titles "Evil ****** "Stupid." "Insane ***** "Violent Girl." People have started to drift away from me... They have done this because, I am crazy I am depressed I am violent I am not your average girl, people tell me, "You have to shave your legs." "You have to act like a girl." "You have to be weak." I hate my life because of these people but, My friends that I have left say... That I am, Nice, protective, brave, helpful, smart, and funny. They call me, "A Helper" "A Good kid." "A Sweet child." Some of these people have only known me for a year, some for more than a year. They have done this because, I am smart, I am helpful, I am kind. They tell me, "Keep trying." "Stop cutting." "Laugh more" These people shape me and I realize my pros and cons, I have had a realization.
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Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 9:35 PM UTC
Realization
I realize I am evil, crazy, depressed, broken, scarred, mean. People give me the titles "Evil ****** "Stupid." "Insane ***** "Violent Girl." People have started to drift away from me... They have done this because, I am crazy I am depressed I am violent I am not your average girl, people tell me, "You have to shave your legs." "You have to act like a girl." "You have to be weak." I hate my life because of these people but, My friends that I have left say... That I am, Nice, protective, brave, helpful, smart, and funny. They call me, "A Helper" "A Good kid." "A Sweet child." Some of these people have only known me for a year, some for more than a year. They have done this because, I am smart, I am helpful, I am kind. They tell me, "Keep trying." "Stop cutting." "Laugh more" These people shape me and I realize my pros and cons, I have had a realization.
This is true there are some more things but I don't want to tell them since they are very personal.
#realize#bad#good#pro#con
Rainy_Day
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Rainy_Day
14/F
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 9:35 PM UTC
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