I guess this is maybe a tiny bit of a vent...
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Here There Everywhere.
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I felt sick, laying myself out thin so others could be happy, tiny things here and there, that's all they wanted, but sometimes I wonder if I could get a break, but after a little I find it stupid, the tasks are just tiny little things, I tell myself but each one seems to end up hurting someone in someway. Maybe it's from the mask I've tried so hard maintain. Sometimes I feel like things are spilling to easy, like I'm some over flooded sink that someone keeps trying to drain but they left the facet running, I guess I'm a little burnt out at this point.
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*sighs* I didn't enter this this to make vent, but meh, and before I end this I want to say thank you to people who spent their time reading this and to Alien2Artform you're honesty the only one of my friends who has even manged to talk to me when I'm feeling down, and for that I thank you for suggesting, that I should join wattpad, I guess I'm here to stay.
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One Of The Shots
RandomHey guys see this book thing... yeah it's just a bunch of oneshots about stuff, some are horror (which usually I end up freaking myself out over later .-.) Some are sad, others are kinda like poems, in other words it's just a bunch of randomness.
