I feel like i'm the third wheel. Like no matter what I do i'm always going to be that person. The second choice. I feel like they rub their lives in me every five minutes, and then don't understand why i'm sad. I wish that there was someone who i could actually confide in. Someone who wouldn't judge me. Someone who would just listen. That person isn't ever going to exist for me. I'm just tired, tired of it all.
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