Monolouge Of An Screwed Up Teen.

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I understand why you can't have me. But why do you want me in the first place? I'm not good enough, I act tough but I'm just a human being that is kneeling on his knees for forgiveness.

I hate living and I hate you and I love you and I hate that I love you but at the same time I love that I love you and I just want to crawl in a whole and die with the rest of the clique, we are in a jail party.