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“Oh I remember Dakota! He fucking bit me and he really liked dark chocolate. Haha-“ “maybe that’s why he bit you”
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I’m gonna fucking fight everybody as if I don’t do the fucking most and they don’t express their gratitude at fucking all I hate everybody why do I even fucking bother?? Everybody is so fucking ungrateful why do I keep expecting them to change legit all I fucking do for them is give give give but regardless they have this hate for me and obvious secret animosity towards me for no fucking reason why do I bother why the fuck are you so entitled and bitchy for?? Why is everybody exactly Lile that. You edgy bastards just want something to be so fucking hurt and bitch and whine about because nobody has it as hard as you huh? You selfish ignorant no good waste of space bastards rot in fucking hell
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I can’t why is everybody so fucking pissy all the god damn time so sensitive for no fucking reason when I do so fucking much for almost everybody I know I can’t handle this why the fuck do these people wanna be hurt so damn bad oh my fucking god
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Jerry Stokes stimboard bidibidibidi
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🎲.🐉.🎲
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The thought of you with somebody else, I don’t like that. 🥀🥀🥀
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Hi, writting to you while playing hide n seek in my middle school. Holy shit my boyfriend looks so good today so I guess I won’t break up with him today. LOL my grad is on Friday and I’m kinda scared but I gyatta lock in and like finish the speech I should’ve done way earlier. Everybody’s glazing me for doing one, Kristian looks so fucking good today I can’t. I’m like 93% sure he said “you look good laying down.” To me at big fun today I dunno how to take it. Holy shit im so tired today🥀🥀🥀
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Tomorrow is a camping trip with the entire school, I’m worried and excited. Worried if anything will go wrong and it won’t be as amazing as I think it’ll be. But it should be, and I’ll make it fun!
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Gore, poor camera quality and over the top edgy ≠ analog horror.
For the love of god please actually have a good storyline
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Spazzing out, my hands aching and my wrists stinging as my eyes go hazy from the build up of tears of a mix of anger and sadness, I grab my phone in a panic and short breaths. “Nash- hic where’s Nash-“ I mutter to myself as I scroll through my contacts to find him. Clicking on the contact, the off guard picture of him filling my screen as I ring his number. “Hhhello?” Somehow every time he answers the phone it’s the same tone and same voice, a slightly dragged out confused hello greets me every time I call. “Hic- hi.” “.. are you okay?” “..Noo.” And after that is a fuzzy mix of sobbing that’s quickly combated with comfort and reassurance. Nash time and time again has some how comforted me and I was inconsolable. Bringing me back down to earth everytime I get caught up in my head. I even asked- well, beg for him when I’m crying at school. No one knows and we both agreed no one should, but one day he physically held me as I sobbed uncontrollably in an empty classroom. The only friend to see me cry in the last two years. He understands me in a way I don’t understand myself. I don’t even have to say anything but he’ll understand.
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You selfish fucking bitch, all you ever see is how you feel because that’s all you’ve ever had to worry about is yourself. Learn to read the fucking room because other peoples emotions matter you asshole it’s so fucking tiring being around you
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I don’t think I’m much different than my mom. Maybe that’s why I’m so violent and mad all the time, maybe if I wasn’t born maybe my soul and fetus wouldn’t have to co exist in a body they both don’t like
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