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You should know that no one likes a crazy lady no one wants that to deal with. No one wants you to be so possesive and angry no one. Honestly just die. They only ever speak to you for pity that's everything just pity you don't deserve or want. Just get away from everyone and die that's what you deserve.
Feeling out of the group isn't even a description I can put on how I feel everyday, no matter where or who I just don't fit. 
Walking behind staring at their backs listening in to their laughs unable to keep up, unable to be heard. A warmth to be around them still resides but the cold of third Wheeling sets in.
Selfish as I am people think I'm nice, that I can always be a friend but really what type of friend is depressed all the time? Or stressed out hell suicidal most of the time. A true friend would be able to help them without worrying everyone else about their meaningless issues so why can't I achieve that?