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  <description>All of my life I&apos;ve tried to be a good natured and respectable person.  Now I just don&apos;t care anymore.  I&apos;m tired of being shitted on, rejected, judged, dismissed, disrespected, and thrown out with the trash by family, friends, co-workers, employers and otherwise.  I&apos;m sick and tired of just taking everything and watching my step around everyone and everything as to not upset or offend people that I care about and sometimes people whom I don&apos;t.  I am so fucking sick of going out of my way for people and in return ignored and dismissed by those very same people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m tired of absolutely every piece of shit thing on this earth.  These days, these new days, it feels like every piss poor fucking thing that&apos;s ever happened to me is boiling in my veins and I just plain hate everything.  I wish the Earth had one collective neck so that I could strangle the life out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes have been opened and I see how much worth is on this planet, how much people value me as a friend, a brother, a son, a person.  It appears to be extremely miniscule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I do is hurt now.  I&apos;d like to go back to being happy and fun and all that bullshit, but it&apos;s obvious to me that when the second you stop being happy and funny and start having some problems everyone around you ditches you - they only wanted you to be their fucking clown.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurt, and no one helps me.  They just criticize me for it.  I try and reach out and I just get criticized and hurt more.  I try to keep it to myself and I get criticized for not talking about things.  There is no winning for me apparantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it really so much to ask for someone to seriously care?  Someone to understand me, someone to hug, someone to touch?  Some sort of physical and emotional fucking contact for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m drowning in myself and I don&apos;t know how much longer I can fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you&apos;re reading this and you truly do care, this is a very serious wake up call that I need help from you.  I don&apos;t know what or how, but I need it, I need something.  You are losing me, and I do not want to be lost.</description>
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