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I didn't want to turn out like this. Trust me if I knew I would end up like this I would never had started. I never pictured my life turning out like this. I used to despise people like me; look down on them in disgust. Yet here I am. So far from that smart little girl with such a great future ahead of her. So far. I think I'm too far gone now. I didn't want to turn out like this.

These are the thoughts that rush my head as I lye, slipping in and out of consciousness on the cold floor of the McDonald's bathroom. I'm not naive enough to believe anyone will come in to save me now. I can't save myself, I haven't been able to for a long time.

I did this to myself. He did this to me. They did this to me.

Why did I ever begin? Why couldn't I stop? 

Where was he?

Who wouldn't of thought this would be the way I die.

I didn't think I'd turn out like this.

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