Happy fucking birthday

Happy fucking birthday

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Hey…tell me, can you ease my pain a bit?&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow's my birthday, I'm turning 16. So I've been alive 16 miserable years huh?&amp;nbsp; A day to celebrate ones birth. I don't want it.&amp;nbsp; Even now I'm alone. Even at this age I'm the same. Even now I'm the only one who hasn't changed one bit. The only one with old memories. They're heavy and crush my chest. No one remembers me. I want to be far away and be alone. All alone.&amp;nbsp; There wont be a difference right. Ill be fine if I'm alone on my birthday.&amp;nbsp; Hey if I died, would you notice? I hate birthdays, I don't want mine.&amp;nbsp; Take it away.&amp;nbsp; This suffering.
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People say you don't really know what true love is at sixteen. Well I knew well before that, I knew from the age of eleven that Jackson carter was the one for me. Jackson was my older brothers best friend and also four years older then me. I First met him when I went to visit my mum and brother in America he was like a god he was so beautiful but as an eleven year old toothless girl I was invisible to him. Over the years and with many more visits we became close, well as close as you can to your brothers best friend, I would follow them around wherever they would go. My brother was so protected of me and all his friends became like brothers except Jackson my feelings for Jackson grew over the years. Now I'm sixteen I've grown I'm not the little toothless girl or the little girl who followed them around. My life has changed I have changed but one thing that hasn't is my love for Jackson. Unfortunately for me Jackson doesn't see me anything more then his best friends little sister. Now I've come to live with my mum who doesn't even give a shit about me after the death of my dad.My life is going downhill fast and I'm hoping Adam can pull me back up. Nothing is easy,life is hard and at sixteen I've seen enough hardship to last me a lifetime.I want to be happy, I want to live I don't want to drown anymore. Will my brother be able to save me? Will Jackson finally see me? Will my mum ever love me? And will I ever get over the death of the one person that ever really Truly loved me?

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