the miserable life of a miserable teenager
embarrassing
It’s my fault I’m antisocial, I repel any human being in my proximity. I’ve watched all the nicest people become
manipulative, selfish, dishonest, plotting,
monsters.
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It sucks. Being depressed managed to scare anyone who could ever damn about me, far away.
I’m sorry, I don’t know how to fix this.
How to fix me.
Everything about me is
embarrassing and exhausting.
My room, my face, my attitude, my past,
my life.
Where do I even start?
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