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by Rosie Hardy
hayattan sıkıldım evet çok sıkıldım. deli gibi her yere ağladığım anları ve video kayıtlarımı atıp her şeyden uzaklaşma isteğim var çünkü delirdim. deliren bir insan gelecekti mantıklı şeyleri yapacak olan insandır bence. annem şuan yanıma gelip böyle içten gelerek sulu sulu yanaklarımdan öpse gerçekten çok mutlu olarak yatağıma gider uyurum ama şuan sadece bunu hayal ediyorum ve belki bir gün tekrar hayal ederim hahaha. mutlu olun lan biraz
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“Filth”
I'm glad I got better. I don't want to suffer the headache that I've had for 2 weeks. I need to find my own problems in what I don't want. I'm just at the beginning of the road, this bothers me a lot and it's nice that the only person holding my hand in life is my mother and she is holding my hand, but it's not enough for me to be happy enough. Let's talk right. I feel like a loser character. I don't like my body much. Maybe I want to be fit because I don't like my body, or am I still doing something to throw off my energy? Yes I do so it's okay. I was not born a professional talent scout or a beauty statue. I may have a lot of word mistakes. Like the video diaries I took, this is a text that no one will read, so I don't care anymore what I say. I shoot or write for myself. When I read it years later, I collect good or bad memories for myself. On the one hand, this is very good. Anyway, I was momentarily distracted, while I was just too happy, now I want to curse myself in the mirror, then hug my unreal pizza pillow and sleep comfortably. good night