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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It was my first back to New York after six months. I was looking forward to this. To going back to camp. Seeing my friends, and having fun for another summer. And for those of you who haven't figured it out yet, I was abused a child. And this caused some pretty shitty depression at a young age. It didn't help that I didn't have any friends. But I came here, and friends happened and the depression went away. It might pop up, but that was more so grief. I haven't thought about suicide since I was 14. That's a really long time. Well, okay, I did once in Tartarus but that wasn't killing myself, that was just giving up. So it doesn't count, okay?

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