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Hey guys. . . . I gotta confess something.

 I gotta confess something

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Yep. I wrote this. . . .

But don't worry. Suicide is not a option. I'm extremely terrified of death.

You can't get rid of me that fast. . . .

But I don't know if it is a negative environment or I'm just stupid but I'm suffering and everyone around me is a innocent idiot and overreacting is something they do well. Very well. One hates my "negative behavior." The other gets angry at it and yells at me and runs, passing me idiotic no-good Kindergartener "I hate you. We are not friends" notes. I run and unlike them, passing notes, I run and try to never come back. Try to make a fool of me, would they? Go running and expect me to cry for their return? I don't think so! One becomes a tattletale and tells the teacher about our "argument." We come back together and make up. Oh, how I wish we didn't. Oh, how I wish we could separate for good. Oh, how I wish my kind heart would stop coming back. Oh, how I wish life was a fairytale and my prince could come and save me. But really, now I think about it, if life was a fairytale, I'd be the villain.

Guys, I really feel I can trust you. . . . Most of you. . . .

But how can you help me now?
























































































That's what I thought.

I'm sorry for being negative. I'm just sad.

I'll just stop now.

Run away once again.












Negative little coward who is stupid and stuck trying to fit in — an impossible mission♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡~

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