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Dec. 19th, 2001 05:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sarchanthe more i think about it, the more i can't stand myself. my ugliness, the way i dress, my attitude, everything. i'm so sick and tired of hearing my own voice. i hate myself. i really do. I wish I could die
I should have died when I was born, why did they keep me alive? I almost did die, but the hospital did everything in their power to save me. (i was premature and i weighed 1 pound something) i should have been killed off. it wasn't right for me to be living right now. i belong in another time, another world, another dimension. not here.
I AM SO SICK OF THIS! god! it's wasting time! i am a complete waste of god damn time! STOP READING THIS STUPID JOURNAL ENTRY.
I should have died when I was born, why did they keep me alive? I almost did die, but the hospital did everything in their power to save me. (i was premature and i weighed 1 pound something) i should have been killed off. it wasn't right for me to be living right now. i belong in another time, another world, another dimension. not here.
I AM SO SICK OF THIS! god! it's wasting time! i am a complete waste of god damn time! STOP READING THIS STUPID JOURNAL ENTRY.
