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Bear in mind, a lotta these posts are of interest to normal people. - This is my diary available online to get help from others. I never mean any harm. My thoughts may appear scattered at times, but I bring it together. Some things may not make sense to you..
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Help!
They made me very upset this morning. I ended up going thru the word "k***" but set apart to represent it to something else. I feel as though I can't trust people. All the really cool people condone me. I can't get out of this sassing that someone I trust said something mean to me via secret message some other person, be it the people experimenting on me. I'm just kinda mad in general. I know it's not just to help me.
Monday, February 16, 2015
The "Dishonest" Label
You'd say it's right to be nice, but instead you act like I need to be punished when I've done nothing wrong to you nor at all in a way and I'm 28 years old, an adult.
Sunday, February 15, 2015
How am I supposed to control my thoughts? With people banging in secret messages? Sometimes, something comes out without my moderation. What is that? I really don't mean it. In fact, I was onto being nice to someone. You know what was said? "You can never have them back." On the spot. When I was hanging my head in shame, they suddenly say that. To make me feel even worse and like I can't be sorry or something weird. That could have contributed to this. Like, you can't be sorry. Just trying to block you out thru any means.
What I Meant
Was that fate would turn around and bite them in the butt for the deep cutting and incessant insults thrown at whatever becomes important in my life for no good reason at all. I guess my dad just wanted that fate to say something else. He put it in my head to make me look guilty, on a flow, to be like his mom.
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