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These words bleeding out on to the paper. This anger burning beneath. This hate crawling over my skin. All this is due to your misunderstanding due to your past due to your prejudice. I hate you. I hate you enough to hate me. Maybe it’s just a phase. You don’t hear my thoughts keeping me awake, you don’t hear what they say, you don’t know how much you hurt me. But maybe that’s just because I’m a teen. “Hey but no excuses right?” no excuses for the way I feel, no excuses for always being ‘in a mood’, no excuses for digging my nails into my skin to hold my tears, no excuses for wanting yell and scream, no excuses for hiding in my room. I’m just being dramatic. There is always a reason as you say. My reasons vary but it’s always going to fade away...
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6d ago
May 30, 2026 at 7:57 AM UTC
A Teenage Confession
These words bleeding out on to the paper. This anger burning beneath. This hate crawling over my skin. All this is due to your misunderstanding due to your past due to your prejudice. I hate you. I hate you enough to hate me. Maybe it’s just a phase. You don’t hear my thoughts keeping me awake, you don’t hear what they say, you don’t know how much you hurt me. But maybe that’s just because I’m a teen. “Hey but no excuses right?” no excuses for the way I feel, no excuses for always being ‘in a mood’, no excuses for digging my nails into my skin to hold my tears, no excuses for wanting yell and scream, no excuses for hiding in my room. I’m just being dramatic. There is always a reason as you say. My reasons vary but it’s always going to fade away...
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6d ago
May 30, 2026 at 7:57 AM UTC
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