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You ask me y I am depressed u yell at me call me gay call my friends gay....I did everything for U I'm not pushing my friends away ur pulling mean away from them where is the damn razor when I need one but the only thing is I can't fucking cut because u watch over me when I cut u call yourself a parent, I thought parents where supposed to love their kid with all there heart cuz yea I'm feeling the love right at the cut on my ankle fuck u.... u dont love me u don't treat me like them like wtf I hate u...u hate me too.... and u! U fuckinglied to me what the hell I hate ur girlfriend she hates me... now lets go put on fake smiles and don't hate on each other till the end shall we.... yea my depression is still there does it look like I give a puck no! Well I already know u don't what's the point in fighting for someone who doesn't love u what's the point of living if ur only suriving what's the point of breathing if your drowning hmmm never thought of that did ya bitch ok well ima go back to the dark room I stay in from time to time y,know when u don't care... I'm not even tired but it seems fun bye bitch!!!^_^