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I’m bored .. My followers don’t interact with me .. Naved isn’t texting me back.. Blahhhhhh blahhhh blahhhhh !! Someone entertain me or text me !





I need some damn people to talk too.. Text and call yaaaa know? I’m so gah damn lonely /:





Life..

I’m not happy. &I’m sick and tired of pretending to be. It’s getting old. I can’t put in a fake smile much longer. All I can do is cry and that doesn’t help the situation go away. I wana go back to NewYork . I fkcn hate here! I don’t feel loved anymore . I just don’t feel like myself. Moms always gone working .. so our relationship isn’t the same. And I’m no where near having that daddy’s little girl bond. I have noone to trust. No friends. No one to talk to. I can’t even vent to somebody because there to quick to judge . This generation I tell you boy. See I have everything I WANT but not everything I NEED . I got all the materialistic things .. But I don’t feel loved by my parents .. I can’t trust my own friends . Boys are just stupid !and those little things count.. Well to me they do! Every person needs and deserves to feel loved and be happy. I have neither. All you hear is oh you should be happy to have a roof over your head, clothes on your back, an food to eat. But yet I feel like I’m just in some foster home where they have to give me those things but no show any love. Don’t get me wrong im not perfect.. At all! But I try to be the best I can be and it never enough n e v e r ! It’s not like I’m having sex with every guy I meet, shit im a virgin. I don’t drink or do drugs . I’m not like the average kid out here . But yet I get treated like one? Like I’m the most sluttiest bitch whos 16 and prego on drugs smoking weed partying every damn weekend . I’m fucking tired of this .. I’m like so close to breaking ..





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isavehoes:

at first i thought you were real cool n’ chill and all, but now like you’re a whole new person. sometimes change is not needed. ”/