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my dear ducklings...

I'm tired... I just want to be able to close my eyes and disappear and if I start writing in English to make it easier for you though... I know some of you know English very well... God... I really feel bad...I don't even know why I'm crying jajajjaja maybe because of the damn fact that I'm starting to feel excluded in everything? I don't know... I just want to be able to be happy but I really don't know why some of you would care about this anyway i said nobody know my birthday... you know lol just... You know what I show you... You only know the good side but you will never know the other side...They really wanted me if I get to. Show them my truth? If I stop being that strong girl who has a fucking solution to everything...? When... I find myself at my weakest... You will surely run away like everyone else... Anyway, in the end, it's my problem and you don't have to worry about someone as stupid as me who doesn't follow his own advice.
I love you my little ducklings but I know that in the end none of you will read this and I will only be more broken because I don't know how to ask for help...

-anonymous person