Friday, March 23, 2012I dont see and understand whats your fucking problem with me being sad. I cried, so? I am feeling sad. Cant I cry? Is it even wrong for me to even feel this way? Its even pathetic to hear all this bullshit coming from you. One whos supposed to make me feel better, because thats th picture that girls or people always illustrate. Like how th family will always be arnd to help you through it all, through your difficult times. But face it, what is this shit? I dont need all your obviously not needed comments here. You dont have to add salt to th wound. To you, I am being ridiculous to even cry over a boy who is not even my husband. It is fucking ridiculous to you. But face it again. You dont even know what th fuck I am going through, what th fuck I am feeling right now. You have no fucking idea and you wont ever know, because you did not ask. Which simply means, you dont even want to know. Make things simple for me. Keep your comments to yourself. I really dont need it. And this really fucking pathetic. Call yourself family? Bullshit.
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