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“I’ve always been low maintenance.” I say.
I break a little inside.
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I like the suburbs better than the city tbh…it is so calm and relaxing. Whereas in the city, the elevator to the apartment doesn’t work well sometimes, and it’s loud :(
Defend me where I can see.
Defend me somewhere I can feel loved.
Defend me to show me you pick me.
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The worst feeling?
Knowing you have everything and are thriving in life and I’m in a third world country struggling for my life and battling alone to get one third of what you have.
It’s not jealousy that fills my lungs, though.
No, it’s the feeling that I could be living those good things with you, that I could be there if only I had been born slightly more lucky. Slight more fortunate.
I feel like I will drag you down if I talk too much about my life. I feel like I’m dying when you stop to chat with one of your British flatmates because I wish I was part of this life. I wish I was there.
Meanwhile, I’m only here… in my third world country, laying in my bed that is on the tiny living room of my small house. Counting the cents to make my money become dollars and European pounds so I can maybe try to a possible scholarship at your university.
I’m sorry… I know it’s not your fault. I know it’s not mine either. It hurts me so much I don’t know how to act around you anymore.
The feeling that you and people are better without me is coming back again…
I feel terrible.
You asked me to say "amen".
I ask you to say "I love you".
It's not the same.
Dear miss Never-Made-One-Thing-Wrong-In-Her-Life but still not trusted by her father
