It's like the Breakfast Club. We are all so different, so unique, so... beautiful. I love these guys and they're leaving me. They won't talk to me ever again. They don't give a shit about me. None of them do. I know they don't. I know. I've cried so much. How do I stop?
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Historia CortaI'm unwanted, unloved, ugly and a lot of other things that begin with the letter "U." So read the horrible truth of my unfolding and inevitable insanity. Because I don't give a fuck anymore. No one does. So what's the point? Non-Fiction #21 [24. May...
oblivion
It's like the Breakfast Club. We are all so different, so unique, so... beautiful. I love these guys and they're leaving me. They won't talk to me ever again. They don't give a shit about me. None of them do. I know they don't. I know. I've cried so much. How do I stop?