The Truth Hurts

The Truth Hurts

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My friends don't know who I really am. I tell them I'm normal but..... Don't come to my house. Or what I think is left of my house. I live in a run down apartment with my uncle . Not easy at all. My parents left me with my uncle.
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i am the girl that has no friends, that gets picked on, that hasnt talked. i am considered an emo freak or a loser. i dont really care. i am fine without friends. my mother is gone and my dad is abusive and doesnt give a shit if i was found dead. but that is normal in my life. i wont talk to anyone and hopefully they will stop talking to me.

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