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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required If anyone is reading for what it’s really worth, I’ve always been depressive it’s been this way since birth I don’t need any help and I’m really just okay but yes I want a boyfriend who can hold me night and day. My bedroom is that messy and I go to bed too late I complain about my health like I don’t overload the plate. My hair is always crazy and my skin is never clear, cigarettes are like my lifeline, I’m not always too sincere. If anyone is reading aren’t I just a total pain? Whenever something’s my fault, there’s always someone else to blame. I try to look all sexy but just end up looking plain I even had blue hair once, without an inch of shame. I get way too drunk at parties and then try to blame the wine people walk away like, “he’s anything but fine”. If anyone is reading just know I would give up too there’s only so much you can say, there’s only so much you can do. I brag about the title like I wasn’t begging on the floor, for a chance to be taken on me now I don’t want it anymore. I fall in love on the daily with every Harry, Tom and Dick the idea of commitment, it used to make me sick. If anyone is reading, I try to try my best I lose sleep over who’s better cause I should be better than the rest I replay conversations with every word I said and I never really recover, I suffer from the dread.
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