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I want out.
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JB is such a cutie, Hate on himmmmmm
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Im so sick of feeling like this. What annoys me the most is the fact that I can never tell someone how I really feel, on the inside. Sure, on the outside I’m always happy and excited to do whatever.. I put up a good front. At this point, I’m too overwhelmed. I just wish that my dad was alive because all my mom does is fuck with my emotions. I really can’t do it anymore. I have way too much shit to deal with and the person who’s supposed to have by back will be the first to Stab it with a rusty knife. I don’t even have any friends anymore. I legitimately stay home every day, looking for a fucking job. I’m 19.. I’m supposed to be going out and doing shit- but apparently my “friends” seem to forget I exist. Both of my “best friends” here have done jack shit to contact me. It sucks, I put so much into my relationships with others and get nothing back. I’m tired of this. I’m tired of feeling unappreciated, and most importantly I’m fucking done with this back pain. It’s not right, my back literally is fucked for the rest of my life all because someone sucks at driving. I’m done. I’m just done. Like honestly, what good is coming from all of this bullshit? Cause I don’t see a thing.