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I am the master of charades. I have you all fooled. None of you would ever guess. Guess that I'm falling apart. I feel broken. I feel empty. I feel lost. I feel lonely. I feel afraid. I feel like a ghost. No one here needs me. I am the back up. I am acknowledged at most. But disregarded in the long term. I feel left out. I feel ugly. I feel fat. I feel sad. I feel like running away.
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Mar 9, 2014
Mar 9, 2014 at 3:24 AM UTC
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I am the master of charades. I have you all fooled. None of you would ever guess. Guess that I'm falling apart. I feel broken. I feel empty. I feel lost. I feel lonely. I feel afraid. I feel like a ghost. No one here needs me. I am the back up. I am acknowledged at most. But disregarded in the long term. I feel left out. I feel ugly. I feel fat. I feel sad. I feel like running away.
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ky-1
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Mar 9, 2014
Mar 9, 2014 at 3:24 AM UTC
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