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Always Left Behind
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em jan 31, 2017
No real friends. No real friends. No real friends. Everyday, this would pound inside my head as I heard remarks about be told by my "friends". They would usually go like this: "Josh? He's irrelevant." Or, "Oh god, your moving to our set? Please don't sit next to me!" They would then panic. They would backstab me at every chance they could. They would invite me into arguments, then tell me to fuck off. They would do anything if it hurt me. And I know that I'm annoying, but this still got to me. They say I don't annoy them, but then talk shit about me all the time. I couldn't handle it. And you know the kicker? People who don't even know me message me and ask if I'm ok. Well guess what, world? I'm not ok.

And a noose can prove that.
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