I know I have friends and people who care about me but I also know I'm no one's favorite no one looks forward to speaking to me, no one looks forward to seeing me smile for the first to in months. I used to have someone, they cared about me so much they wanted to hang out every week they were always so happy when I smile after months of wanting to die, I was their favorite person, but now they love someone else they have a boyfriend and I'm not as important as I thought I was. I miss my friend my fucking sibling that's how close we were and now we aren't we don't talk as much barely even once a week and we rarely hang out. I'm not important and I can see that.
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RandomThis is for like sad things that I think throughout the day and art stuff and like I might include poetry I don't know. It won't be interesting or anything it's just going to be here for my vents when I really need it or something. I really don't kn...
