I feel like leaving, just go and leave everything behind, my life my soul my sadness. And then I remember, I can't leave, I can't leave this damn place because I'm a coward.
I'm a fat, ugly, blonde bitch and a coward, who can't just leave, can't just end it all because I'm too much of a coward.
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The story of a Great Depression
Random"I've always been branded, if not as the 'A-Kid' it was 'Bitch' or 'Slut'. This is my story, please don't judge, it's almost like a diary and can contain Triggering things.
