Even though you've been dead for two months I still find myself waiting on the stoop in front of our home, looking directly down the street hoping id see

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Even though you’ve been dead for two months I still find myself waiting on the stoop in front of our home, looking directly down the street hoping id see you round that corner coming home from elementary school so happy to tell me about your day. I cry everytime because I know I’m lieing to myself. But the truth is I miss you more than I could begin to explain.

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I fucked up my life i wish i never ended up the way i am its all my fault i keep trying to find excuses but there’s people in situations worse than me that still studied and tried doing well while i was just a lil stupid b**** all throughout school. I’m only 17 now but there’s no hope all bc i didn’t study at 14, i hate romania i wish my whole life wasn’t dedicated to how well i did at 14. But it’s also my fault even tho i got into a s***** highschool i could’ve at least studied and not missed so many days but now it’s over i wanted to transfer to other schools but no school will accept me and that’s profesionala schools that are basically for dumb people that didn’t have a good grade in the 8th grade national exam and just do practice so they won’t go to university after highschool just to a job, so let alone a
normal high school accepting me. I wanted to get better but nvm apparently i can’t, At 14 i didn’t care bc i thought i was gna endmyself at 20 and now i can’t change anything

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