It's my turn to complain its my turn to pour out my hear. It seems like i haven't had a night to know i feel fine, and i will be fine the next day. Every night i'm feeling like crap. I feel like no one respects me for who i am. I wish people would respect me for who i am, not who i am not or what i look like. Bitch, poser, annoying, i've heard them
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