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"We were in love for almost a year. I was close to his besfriend at that time so he accused me of cheating on him. He didn't trust me at all, but I put all my trust in him - he was with tons of other girls all the time - at least I had faith in us. He broke up with me. He moved on 2 weeks after that. Was it because he was sick of me and already had another girl but can't find a reason to cut me off? I still love him anyway..." - ******

Sounds familiar, except one thing...
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She's so beautiful and always happy.
Unlike me.
I guess that's why...
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Your words hurt.
When you talked to me, all you said was "Stop."
So I did stop; I stopped eating and I stopped trying not to cut. I stopped fighting to live.
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It's obvious that he still loves his ex. It kills me a little inside because I know that I will never be able to be as special to him as she is. I'm so afraid because I know that if she wanted him back, he would leave me in a second and then my world would go dark again. I don't think I'm strong enough to go through all of this again. I wish he loves me a little more, but I can't be that selfish. Besides, who could possibly ever love me...
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I'm officially torn.
I mean, literally, torn.
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I sat in my room last night and tried to think of the worst way I could hurt myself so I could take the focus off of my other problems. I couldn't just cut myself, my arms/my face with some lameass razors... that wasn't enough, so I shoved a knife up into my left thigh. I think it worked.
Feel like stabbing a bit more~~~
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Most people who don't have anxiety or depression don't get it. They don't understand what you mean when you say you cry for no reason. They think you're just emotional. They don't know how it feels to have your heart pumping out of your chest and to be short of breathe and can't control it, or to feel like the whole world is tumbling down on top of you and you can't fix it. They don't get that anxiety & depression are both illnesses, not a birth defect. It's not your personality either, it's just taken over it. They think we like the attention, but they have no idea how badly we want to feel happy. To have a real smile, not a fake one. To not have to go through the day feeling worthless. To not cry for a week straight. To just be happy, like the average teenager should.
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Just gonna get over it.
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Actually,
While you're ignoring her, another guy is giving her attention.
And while you're giving her problems, another guy is listening.
That's why.
LOL
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À,,
mình không thích nhìn người ta hạnh phúc với nhau,
hát cho nhau nghe.
nói ngon nói ngọt.
Trừ những người mình yêu thương.
Haha.
Mình có phải loại hay ghen k nhỉ? *cười nhạt đau khổ như mấy thằng thất tình trong phim chưởng 8-}*
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I just wanna hold your hand and be all cute and stuff.
Yep, I'm lame like that.
I'd better die.
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Denkst du echt ich hab dich verarscht?
Es tut mir leid, so war’s nicht geplant.
Hörst du mich?
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When you mean it, I'll believe it.
If you text it, I'll delete it.
Let's be clear.
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Đừng lo, chỉ là đâm thôi k rạch đâu :">
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Không nói chuyện vì sợ bị gọi là giả tạo (và không hứng thú).
Không im lặng vì sợ bị gọi là kiêu.
Đm.
Xem đi xem lại bn lần r /:)
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Thuốc thường đắng, nhưng chắc chắn là bệnh nhân cần dùng thuốc.
Và đôi khi cuộc đời cứ quẳng gạch vào đầu bạn.
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Mẹ kiếp cả chảnh.
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Em sẽ gọi anh là Tiểu Bình nhé ♥
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Adios, game over.
Ciao!
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Cây muốn lặng mà gió chẳng dừng!
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Arschloch.
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No you didn't. You think you did. But people don't see it as you do.
Don't let yourself down like that.
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Cuộc đời dài rộng quá đôi khi lại rất buồn...
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Mình dễ ốm thật đấy.
Mình dễ buồn thật đấy.
Mình dễ chấp nhận thật đấy.
Mình dễ đâm lung tung thật đấy.
Nên là.
Haha.
Kệ nhé.
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Am I supposed to apologize for being like this? For not knowing who I am or what the fuck is wrong with me or never being the person you deserve? Because I don't know what to say anymore OK - I apologize for everything but I know it'll never express all my regrets adequately. And I'm tired and I'm never good enough and I hate myself a lot. I wish I was a different person or at least a better person or maybe even a person you could be proud of.