Love Is Painful

Love Is Painful

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childhood , Through Out June 9th , As I got Older , i Finally knew That People Didnt Give A Shit About Me , I Looked Up into The Sky And Asked Why Me Lord , Why Does Everybody Hates Me , What Do I Have To Do To Make People Like Me For Me , Is That Wrong To Say ? .. ( I Honestly Hate Everybody Because I Know Nobody Care about me.) , I Admit I Did Shit In The Pass But Dont Nobody Understand , I Know People Grew Up Without There Daddy Or Mother In There Life But It's Not Easy To Say I Dont Have A Dad That i Can Easy Click On To Like I Use To When I Was Little , He Told Me Full Of Lies , Always Use To Steal Me Away From My Mother , Tryed To Kill Me Just Because , Something Didnt Go Right Between Him and My Mother , He Tells Everybody Lies , To Make Some People Look Bad . He Doesnt Want To See Nobody Make it. I Just Sit in My Room An Honestly Think all That shit Back Over Again Because I Shouldnt Have Deserve That Terrible Shit In My Life Thats Why I Dont Really Feel Wanted around People
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The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

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