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and even though people told her that they were always there for her she didn't quite believe it but how could you believe such a thing, when all they did was pity the ones hurting she didn't need pity she needed comfort and understanding they talked, and talked but they couldn't do anything about the problem just gossip about it like mangy mutts and that night, while she lay in bed listening to them pity the death she thought, "no one cares unless you're pretty or dying"
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Jul 28, 2013
Jul 28, 2013 at 2:22 AM UTC
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and even though people told her that they were always there for her she didn't quite believe it but how could you believe such a thing, when all they did was pity the ones hurting she didn't need pity she needed comfort and understanding they talked, and talked but they couldn't do anything about the problem just gossip about it like mangy mutts and that night, while she lay in bed listening to them pity the death she thought, "no one cares unless you're pretty or dying"
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Jul 28, 2013
Jul 28, 2013 at 2:22 AM UTC
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