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i hate the feeling i get all of the time, of being alone. people tell me im not, but the thing is, i know i am. there's noone on this earth i feel who truely understands me. probably never will be. i've met many people in this world, and seen some things that most adults would quiver at the thought of, and im not making things up. there are a certain few whom i trust with my world, and they know. people think i dont unsderstand how important alot of things are, but i do, more-so than i let on most of the time. i dont feel i need to, the important thing is, is that i know i do. i dont need the approval of anyone on this earth. it's not important. they're not the ones im trying to do well for. but i fear it's still not enough. i think im starting to give up on most things. i feel it coming on, like a sickness or disease, and i feel there's nothing i can do. im so passive lately on everything, so unaware, i can't stand the drama im surrounded by every day of my life, but im stuck in the midst of it. the thing that really kills me, is i feel alot of it's my fault, and the only thing im doing is being here. my teacher is being a jerk, so i have to stop ranting now. laterz.

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