I don't know why I try. I don't know why I try to make amends, to be friends with people who don't want me. I don't know why I think the 2nd time around will be different when in my heart I know it never is. I don't know why I keep wanting to put myself through misery.
I don't know why everyone leaves.
It hurts. So bad.
I don't even have anyone who wants to stay with me.....
It's hard to think maybe they'd be better off if I just shut everyone out and lived alone in the woods, no communication, just me and the suffering around me.
Honestly doesn't sound too bad right now.

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