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When you think for once you’ll be okay and you get hit by a fucking freight train..
yeah, glad my life is fantastic.
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I don’t do the pity party shit, but for once I want someone to ask me if I’m all right. To make me tell them the truth. To just sit and listen to me bitch without trying to have an input or tell me how fucked up things are. I just want a friend who I can go to for anything and them just listen. Life. Fucking. Sucks.
