Tell me what’s the point of even trying, when all you are is a third wheel. When you’re always the one on the end, that girl that no one would actually care if you left, disappeared, died, whatever. I hate feeling like I’m worthless, like I’m no ones proper best friend and I’m just the one that has a bit of drama and people talk to do get gossip out of or talk to so they feel better about themselves. I’m tired of it, tired of trying, tired of feelings, tired of breathing.
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