I had the worst day I could possibly imagine. Nothing else could have been worse in my life. I wished I could've been dead. I just wanted to die. I wanted to say good-bye to my best friend first though...I got on Facebook, hoping she would be on. She was. I messaged her, "Hey." A few minutes later she messaged back the same thing. Then I messaged her, "Good-bye." I knew she would be confused. She didn't message back. I figured she knew. I went into my room to cry. And then I called her, she a...
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If I'm supposed to be perfect, then why aren't you? Why do you make me feel the way of a worthless flower. Who smells sweet, and is so pretty, but is shunned. The flower crys but no one hears. They don't see the tears she cries, the way she wilts over a pond.

She wants to scream and get out! But with no one to notice. They still try to make her perfect. Perfection is not a resource of her sorrow. For she would never be happy that way. She knew herself to be perfect the way she is. But her pe...

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