When I think back.. I knew I was a problem, practically whatever I did or say to people became a problem... even getting close was even worse!
I guess I am a real problem but why am I always treated as if im the answer to everything when its just going to cause more problems..
I made one of the worst choices ever,
I made everyone suffer and myself, I don't deserve to be happy.
I think .. I deserve to die. When I think about all the things I've done.
I just cry and say .. ' Why? Why did I do these things!? WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!? '
Then .. I just want to curl up in bed and just cry my heart out.. beat myself up as much as I can but I know .. Its never enough.
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