I hate everything. Words can’t describe my frustration. My sister gets mad at me for little things and pretty much blames it on me. She’s the one who bullied me when I was seven. She’s the one who puts down every freaking idea I have. She is the reason I can’t grow out of my self consciousness. I’m just generally mad at that.
I’m mad that I can’t get away. I’m mad that probably everything I want to do in life will never happen. Like tour Europe. Or perform music. Just have fun and be happy.
I’m mad that I feel alone. I feel like their isn’t anyone I can completely relate to. I feel like there will never be anyone that I will meet that I will be able to relate to, which makes me depressed.
I just hate everything and I want out of myself.
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