Hating them again. Hating this fucking day. I'm so tired of being alone and sad. I'm tired of the Universe telling me to wait. I'm tired of being sick. I'm sick of taking care of everyone. I need help. I need taken care of. And my dreams, I had two flat tires. Just what I fucking need. I know that I have one bad one and now I have to find a way to buy two before they actually do go flat and leave me stranded alone on my paper route in the middle of the night. Because my dreams come true. FML

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