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Sunday, 18 September 2011
10:37:48 PM (GMT)
I feel trapped in this situation.
Constantly, the same thing, over, and over, and over again. 
Anger and depression. I hope she knows what she's putting me through. I hope she
feels like shit.
I feel like running away, like getting away from all of this. Like finally being
happy somewhere else.
Oh, wait. I already fucking tried that. And now I have a police record. 
What the fuck am I supposed to do???
I am so sick and tired of this BULLSHIT life that I'm living. I'm stuck. I'm stuck
and there's nobody here to fucking help me.
Every glimmer of hope just slowly fades away, leaving me all alone in this dark, cold
life that I'm living.

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Thosefloralprintedhearts says:   19 September 2011   188242  
Crazy parents ftw, it'll pass. Maybe her boyfriend will help with
things.
 
Thosefloralprintedhearts says :   19 September 2011   188089  
Crazy parents ftw, it'll pass. Maybe her boyfriend will help with
things.
 
 
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