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by Karley Oct 11, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
You hear the whispers As you walk past YOu don't quite catch what they're saying but you can guess. You never understood poeple Never could understand, they way people discriminate based on colour or look. Why can't you accpet me? Why do I do this? To take away the years of pain? IT's too late for that. All i wanted was for you to like me but you rejected me every time and now i hate you you stupid [s]luts you're all the same i hope you die.