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I don't like me. I don't like me at all cuz y bid I have to turn in to such a monster y why couldn't I just be like\n Emma pretty girl, she's athletic. She's everything anybody can think of I mean, she has her up and Downs, but she's pretty athletic, she doesn't yell for no reason, she's at flipper desk over when she gets mad or frustrated. For the most part, she loves yourself, she's skinny and isn't heartbroken, doesn't deal with boys.She doesn't have brothers and has a big heart which people say I do well, I don't think I do cause I can be mean and cruel, and quite frankly, I think I'm always mean and cool. I don't think I'm a good person. I think I'm bad, I don't think I'm deserving a love, I don't think I'm desperate of anything and I don't like anything about me like the only thing I like about me is. Is not even my insight traits. Now, in my house charts, I don't like anything about me. And here I am sitting rambling on about how much I don't like myself and how much I like this other girl weigh more than me and I don't know what's wrong with me, I'm just here.
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