Everyday it seems like it gets easier and easier for someone notice my real emotions. I guess everyday the wall that I put up is slowly falling apart. Maybe I’m getting to the point of actually giving up. Idk… I don’t think anyone can understand how bad I want to move, to start my career, to just be happy for once. I work 5 fucking jobs and barely make enough to survive. No wonder I’m falling apart. Why do I have to live in hell, what the fuck did I do to be here.
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