Sometimes, I wish that I could just run away from this life I have.
Don't you hate it when people tell you that you look like you are getting sick because you look like crap? And on a day when you tried to look nice. That hurts a little.
I think my years of being pretty are over. Time to give in to old age at 23.
I wonder if I will be single the rest of my life.
I wonder if I will make it through school.
I know life is what you make it, but sometimes I get so burnt out on everything.
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