I see myself as I look at the mirror... I hate you... I wisper as I look at the crying refletion... everything about it... the half died hair, the baggy tast in cloths... How I look... then I hear a vocie Why... why do you hate me? I'm as pure as a angel, I love I try and understand... I'm like a mother I help people and care for them, I'm a wife... just looking for that one to stay insted of leave... why must you hate me? I could loose weight I can were girly cloths, you chose to put me like this... not me... I stand there in shock before breaking the glass and cry silently.... yes I could but what's the piont?... I look at my bloody hand and sob... IT'S NOT FAIR!!!!!!! IT WAS THEM!!! I WANTED TO TRY I WANTED TO BE LIKE THEM!!!!! but... they threw me away... I fell in to these tast of cloths... I fell in to this weight... I tryed to servive!!!!! am I still the bad guy after all these years?
No I didn't do this but I wanted to... I do have that vocie on the inside and it's screaming to come out.... But how can it show without people here loving me? I know I can put this here because oviasly none of you read this damned thing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! anyways yep yep see you in the rp's and pm's see ya
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