You’d think with this many people in the world there would be someone who could give me help. You would think that there would be someone who could care about me for who I am. You would think that there would be someone who could care for me. Maybe not, maybe statistics actually do lie. Or maybe, that one person that could help me out is struggling with something else. Maybe that person that could like me for who I am is busy. Maybe that person who could care for me is dying. ??? It’s so late I’m so tired I don’t even know what the fuck I’m saying anymore does this even make any sense at all?
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