January 13, 2010
I cant keep doing this anymore. I cant keep living life the way i am.
It is killing me inside. I hate that i cant be who i want to be. I hate that i cant ware the cloths i want to. Or act the way i want to without being judged. I hate that i am alone, that i have no one to share my life with. No one to hold my hand and kiss me. No one to tell me everything is going to be ok. I hate that i no longer have a dream,
i don't know if i will ever dream again, I die a little inside every day and there is not much of me left in there. I fear that if i don't change the way i live i might die altogether.

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