I’m tired and miss my childhood and when things were happy and not so complicated I wish I could find someone who gets me but for some reason people run away from me and it’s a pattern of disappointment rather than the destruction of my desire to be loved being taken away And you know there’s just so much to think and think and think I wish I could sleep there’s so much to do I wish someone notices me first but I’m always the one seeking another I wish I could end it all because the dark seems better then dealing with all of the mess but I can’t as it’s a sin and I guess all I can do is hope
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