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so many words; yet i'm not eloquent enough to describe it.
i'm sick of being told i'm stupid.
accused of things i'm not.
accused of liking people in 'that way' when i fucking don't.
sick of my so called friends;
who compete with me at every oppurtunity.
the blood on my hands is the wine;
i offer a sacrfice.
i'm so tired, really.
mum is working two jobs mon-fri. i don't see her till late at night. it sucks, it really does.
