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Is it wrong when your own flesh and blood pushes you down over and over so many times that when they said they wanted to kill themselves because they felt like shit
That i wanted to answer back with 'DO IT'

why do i have to have my heart squeezed to the point of suffocating because i feel like a soulless bitch around my own family
I hate it

I escape my own torment behind my bedroom door thats forever closed as a sign to say 'go. Away...'

I shut everyone out now because my own sister wanted me dead So who else is going to want me

This morning i told myself 'you are beautiful no matter how you look and im glad to be me' and i was crushed by that dull hammer in her tone
I was reminded that they dont want me
I am of no worth

It shouldn't matter what others think of you but when in the comforts of your own home you are being shoved around day in and day out its hard not to punch yourself in the face with self loathing

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