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I donapos;t want to leave this place behind,�it has become home to me... Despite all the high school drama, and everything else that goes on. But tonight I am leaving. And then what? I know that the lot of you have been super supportive. But what about those who have not been. Will I just be the ghost to you still? Better yet, why do you leave me alone when you know that I am needing help?
I probably shouldnapos;t let something like that so trivial bother me... But it does. And I just donapos;t know what else to say other than it does. I know that Iapos;ve had a frigging ton of shit happen to me during the past couple of years. And I am super glad that you have stuck by me through it. If it were you in my shoes, I would do the same for you if you would only talk to me about whatever is going on with you at whatever time. Still though... That is not the point. I feel alone. There I all out said it. I am feeling alone right now. And pretty much all of you, with the exception of some, have given me some BS excuse about as to why you canapos;t talk or hang out or whatever. If I am just that much of a bother, tell me. I will disappear off your radar. Promise. Just tell me.
Done now.
~a

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