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I am so sick of having to go to mass to please my family who will not accept me otherwise. I am so sick of having to walk down the street covering myself because men can't de-sexualise normal human body parts. I am so sick of the arguments of sexism, racism and overall discrimination. -if someone accepts you, great. -if they don't, grow a thicker skin and rise above. I am so sick of being afraid of things like trying new food and roller coasters that make me feel as though I'm missing out. I am so sick of being so extremely misanthropic that when someone says they can relate to my sadness I get angry that another human believes they can empathise with me. I am so sick of being told what to do with my life. I am so sick of not knowing what to do with my life. I am so sick of acting like I know what to do with my life. I am so sick of my life. I am so sick of myself. I am so sick of looking at my features and scrutinising them. I am so sick of being alive. I am so sick.
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Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 2:18 AM UTC
pet peeves
I am so sick of having to go to mass to please my family who will not accept me otherwise. I am so sick of having to walk down the street covering myself because men can't de-sexualise normal human body parts. I am so sick of the arguments of sexism, racism and overall discrimination. -if someone accepts you, great. -if they don't, grow a thicker skin and rise above. I am so sick of being afraid of things like trying new food and roller coasters that make me feel as though I'm missing out. I am so sick of being so extremely misanthropic that when someone says they can relate to my sadness I get angry that another human believes they can empathise with me. I am so sick of being told what to do with my life. I am so sick of not knowing what to do with my life. I am so sick of acting like I know what to do with my life. I am so sick of my life. I am so sick of myself. I am so sick of looking at my features and scrutinising them. I am so sick of being alive. I am so sick.
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Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 2:18 AM UTC
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