I am sooo sad... I started to cry a few minutes before this blog.
No one ask me what is wrong with me.
No one pays attention to me. Samantha
No one ask me what is wrong with me.
No one pays attention to me. Samantha
Samantha thinks that I am treating her like my daughter. BUT IM NOT!!!!!! Just because I am rolling my eyes doesn't mean I'm about to go beserk. I AM SICK OF THIS! TOTALLY, FULLY, UP-TO-THE-BRIM SICK OF IT!!!!
I have to settle this problem. I love my life. But I am sick of people flat out getting stuff wrong about me. I am trying not to cry, 'cause it blurs the keyboard, but it's just to dang hard!!!
I know no one reads this blog, but I am willing to pour this out. Well, I am going to have a hard sleep tonight, so I should stop. I guess I know who my real friends are, and who gets me sick of this stuff.
Signing off sad
~Minty~
I have to settle this problem. I love my life. But I am sick of people flat out getting stuff wrong about me. I am trying not to cry, 'cause it blurs the keyboard, but it's just to dang hard!!!
I know no one reads this blog, but I am willing to pour this out. Well, I am going to have a hard sleep tonight, so I should stop. I guess I know who my real friends are, and who gets me sick of this stuff.
Signing off sad
~Minty~
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