Why are things like that?
I don't have space to breathe.
With friends, with school work, with boyfriend and even with family.
Everything is just so tight.
I just want to be a good friend, a good student, a good girlfriend and a good daughter.
WHY does she jump at me at every single little thing?
I dread coming home. Or maybe, I dread seeing certain people.
With friends, with school work, with boyfriend and even with family.
Everything is just so tight.
I just want to be a good friend, a good student, a good girlfriend and a good daughter.
WHY does she jump at me at every single little thing?
I dread coming home. Or maybe, I dread seeing certain people.
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