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School needs to end, annoying people need to go on vacation to really-fucking-far-away-land, and I need to get more than 3 hours of sleep a night. Then I will be content.
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I always seem to get this weird awful feeling about myself. I feel like no one desires to have me around ever; I am just there and regardless of whether I’m here or not, I’m beginning to feel like it doesn’t matter. I’m not right or good enough for almost everyone anyway, so why? Whenever anyone talks about the things that they have in their life, good or bad, at least they have something to think or feel besides anger. All I feel is jealousy and bitter hatred for this world and I can’t seem to change that.