I grew up feeling this way. Still feel this way many days, but my depression cannot keep me down. I fight every. I wish for things to be easy, to be strong, and sometimes it's impossible. Sometimes I just can't.
It sad when you realize that , It doesn't matter how much you do for someone, in the end they are going to do what ever the fuck they want and not care about you and your feelings. Loyalty and friendship don't seem to mean a god damn thing anymore.
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