Broken, Hated, And A Wreak
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I wake up every day and go to sleep every night hopeing that the last year was just a dream. Without my bff I have no one to vent to I have to keep all my fellings bottled up. I used to make it look fine on the outside but now I let it show I'm a wreak. Everything I do looks like I'm trying to get out of a paper bag. I cry myself to sleep and once I'm out I have dreams about everyone I love stabbing me in the heart and yelling I hate you. I feel myself braking a little more everyday. How do I forget all that I've done?