..and my heart is sinking. Sinking and sinking. I am asking allot of questions why and being argumentative to the one that gave me everything. But I don't understand, isn't what I wish important too? Is it right for me to feel like an object when I keep begging for help with this? Pleading, begging, for it to stop. Now I am blogging it.
January.
I do not feel the same. I never will as long as this goes on like this.
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