10-16-14
Dear diary,
Everybody acts like they know me, they act like I'm perfect. Like I'm there own robot, they totally ignore me when they don't want something. But when they want homework, or something. They act like they care. They act like they give a heck.
For once I want someone to actually care.
Some feel sorry for you for a week or so,
But then they all forget again.
I become a faded image, nothing more than a memory.
A memory that everybody forgets about.
I'm the 2nd hand friend, for once can I best friend, the most important person in your life?
But Ill never commit suicide, because I know that...
God loves me.
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