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Depressed. why? because of this:
Last summer, I went to Canada with a choir that I was in. The teacher of our choir always picked me out when it came to the bad things that occured with our voices, and no body else. I was still willing to stay because of this girl that I secretly liked and whom I knew for six and a half years. The first two days were a blast. Hanging out with all of your friends and making new ones, but I saw that she, Bryndahlyn (her name) was pulling apart from me a bit more each year I was in the choir. Back to the Canada trip though. I was roomed with a girl who has been mean to me since primary school, and Bryndalyn had befriended her along with many other girls in the choir (it didn't bother me at all). About the fourth night, Brooke, Bryndalyn, and my mean roommate were all in my room and talking about all of their previous ex-boyfriends and ex-girlfriends. Since I've never had a boyfriend or girlfriend, I spoke about one of Bryndahlyn's ex-girlfriends. I knew Bryndahlyn was the one who broke up with her, and that she had no more feelings for her.At least that's what she showed compared to all of her previous ex-s. Apearantly, I was wrong. Trying to join in on the conversation, I brought up her her name in a slight mumble, but loud enough for them to hear saying that I wondered why she was still in her abusive relationship (her boyfriend was arrested this year for punching her in public and having to give her a couple of stiches near her eye). She and Bryndahlyn made a good couple plus neither were abusive. Also for the six and a half years that I've known her, Bryndahlyn had never threatened me in any way mentaly, emotionaly, verbaly, or phisicaly. After bringing up that ex girlfriend's name (they had broken up about three to four years ago), Bryndahlyn had threatened me. Because of my history with her, I was unused to her lashing out at me like that. Since we were in my room, I ran out and went to the stairs where I started to uncontrollably cry. Ever since than, she had never so much as smiled kindly to me. My first time out of my own country, and it was ruined in about 36 hours. and I still had six to seven more days to go. Our choir had to preform on almost all of those days, so I had to force a smile on stage, but after we got back to our rooms I would cry myself to sleep. I could no longer look at my crush without feeling like I was about to be broken to smaller pieces if at all possible. After the trip,I turned in my dress and music then quit. I was barely able to keep a smile because of our director, but I was and am unable to forget about her. I've been seeing and hearing her in my dreams, verbally abusing me. Depression is horrible, and a difficult hole to climb out of, and I am almost out but the "walls" are super slippery at the top. I lost my first and longest friend, and I'm too afraid to see or contact her anymore.
oh, and my roommate pulled down my pants in second grade, always got me in trouble at school, and so much more. when I went back into the room to go to sleep (they were all still in there) nobody cared that I was crying. None of them even asked whats wrong -
I don't have one, but what Manga?
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yes... people gots flashed
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no... I become all "hulk angry, hulk smash" on those haters that be hateing
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ummm... does right now count?
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yes and I failed at it
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*blushes* yes... but it's not for human eyes
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successful career
Better family
more wishes -
ummmm... i don't know.... 25 give or take
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