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Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Karma
If there's a such thing as karma then why hasn't it gotten them yet? Why haven't the people that used to make fun of me gotten made fun of, and why haven't the people that used to do all these terrible things to me gotten what they deserve? I'm tired of taking shit from literally everybody, even my friends. I'm tired of everybody and I want everyone to go away. There's literally a select few people that I like on earth and that's sad. I just want to be alone. I want it to be quiet, and I want there to be sun light, and clear water, and just me. Just me and only me. Nobody understands that. I want to be alone.
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