Dear mother,
You think my life is all fun and games?
Well let me tell you something, it's the exact opposite.
Everyday I have to spend eight hours cooped up in a ratty little building and listen to kids tell me to go to Hell, call me an ugly bitch, and that I should just go home and kill myself.
Day after day after day.
And you know why I spend all my time shut up in my room?
I burning my brain out and writing my fingers numb studying so I can get a good job and help support you one day.
I mean I have to deal with so much, being pressured to do drugs and to be "cool", it's not fun.
And yes I complain, but hey I'm still learning.
I'm not saying that I have it worse than you, but
IT'S NOT EASY TO BE ME.
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So you want to hear the story of my life? I was born, I live, and one day I will die.
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