

I feel used.
Thrashed, in a way. Like..I am unimportant. Like my existance is to serve others? Or am I being selfish??
I do things for people...and no one appreciates it. Some do, others are like...whatever. They just donapos;t care.
I guess I just want to be cared for. To me, this feels like a cry for attention. Iapos;m not used to being ignored. I guess Iapos;ll get used to it. I guess I better, huh? Itapos;s not fair to ask people for attention when they donapos;t want to give it to you or they are busy.
Iapos;m there for people, some are their back. But today, no one hears me. And I think...maybe itapos;s for the better. No one is bothered. No one is sad. No one cares. So it all works out in the end, yes?
I am a selfish person..a horribley selfish person. So I am going to stop. I ask for too much...
So I gonna go. Bye.
-Dana
bajar canciones de infante pedro, a thorax, a thorn for every, a thorn for every heart, a thorn for every heart february.




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