wish me dead people...wish me dead.
jesus wont you just take me away from all this unbearable misery?
why is it always me who has to be the one suffering the most?
am i not going to be spared for just one moment?
mother mary...i pray that you'll hold my hand and walk me through this difficult time. help me learn to accept the things i can never change.
and hopefully i'll pull through this alive...
help me dear lord jesus. please.
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things are not the way its meant to be.
everything will never be the same again.
i cant contain all this pent up anger in me anymore.
will someone just bear this load for me for just one moment?
i've been breaking down more than just this often...
im afraid i cant make it through....
im suffering...does anyone ever hear me?
the tears are never enough to explain how much i wish i cld change.
i need more than just some time alone...
i cant take it anymore. im sorry...
i wish i could be a person more perfect than who i am now.
i dont need people like you, my very own mother and sister,
to be on my side.
just stop it. stop it all of you, please.
you see how fucking rude of an attitude she speaks to me with...
yet you stay on her side and fucking hell
let her insult me with all those harsh words.
wont u just do something to help me just for once?
why are you the way you are?
and why of all people are you my mother?
and you...on the other hand...
wont you ever show any god damn respect for me, your older sister?
why is it that time and again...you just cant stop hurting me...?
i have never once ever managed to gain any respect from you.
and why is that so? cant u just stop showing off?
wont you ever learn to spare a thought for others apart from just ur one self?
what have i ever done to get this treatment from you?
i dont think any of you ever come here to
read all these fucking emo posts of mine
but nevertheless...the choice is up to you...
if you still choose to be the way you are...
then just forget abt me and my presence in this place...
i believe i'll succeed better without all of you...
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sAmmeh's really hurt.
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i need more than just some time alone.
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i need a miracle.
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i went to sleep with a really broken heart...
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please remember to forget me...
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