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time: 12:31 AM
So, its my fault yet again.im getting really REALLY sick and tired of always being blamed for things.i KNOW i am wrong but to make me reply and acknowledge to you is just plain cruel.i don't see why i should be ignored.yes i do treat you like that sometimes.& yes i am wrong.im sorry for that.but yesterday you promised.PROMISED.to spend the day with us.but no.you went out.& today when i went out, I am the one the blame?!what the hell. everything i seem to do is wrong isn't it? then maybe i should just stop doing things."Do what you think is right"I AM TRYING DAMMIT.
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time: 12:31 AM
So, its my fault yet again.im getting really REALLY sick and tired of always being blamed for things.i KNOW i am wrong but to make me reply and acknowledge to you is just plain cruel.i don't see why i should be ignored.yes i do treat you like that sometimes.& yes i am wrong.im sorry for that.but yesterday you promised.PROMISED.to spend the day with us.but no.you went out.& today when i went out, I am the one the blame?!what the hell. everything i seem to do is wrong isn't it? then maybe i should just stop doing things."Do what you think is right"I AM TRYING DAMMIT.
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