I wish I was dying instead of my aunt.
I think I am pretty, like people tell me, but also worthless and never good enough for everyone.
I am stilll in love with my ex who lives out of state, and I have a new boy friend now.
I smoke when I can't face the truth in life.
I feel like I'm going to end up alone and worthless when I grow up.
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