I wish I had friends to talk to. I’m always forgotten by my family and I don’t seem that important to them. I wish I was important to someone. Important enough for someone to constantly check up on me and make sure I’m okay. Because I’m not. I’m trying to be okay but it’s hard when you have no one that cares enough.
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