Who am I? Who am I..? I don't know. I don't know who I am. I do know that I feel cold, hurt, and I'm sick of not being able to breathe. All I know is that I know I'm nothing to you. Nothing. I'm tired, I'm really...really tired. I'm tired of not feeling wanted..I'm tired of crying every night..I'm..I'm just..so fucking depressed. Nobody can help, they can only distract me..please come back..when you want me...i love you...
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Non-FictionOi, it's Raven! I'm just writing this book if I ever get tagged, it's someone's special day, or if I just need to write something of what mental state I'm in. Enjoy I guess, and warning to people who cry easily or try hiding it. ^-^ thank you!
