Pretty much self explanatory. I hate it when people talk about me. I do care what people think about me, despite everything I say. The bizarre thing though, is that there's never a new insult, call me anything. I've been called it before, or called myself it before. Out loud or in my mind. Sometimes I kind of wish people could see inside my mind and see how I think and why I think that way. I can't explain it, it's my past that taught me to be so introverted, and I can never really express my thoughts and my reasons. It's difficult to explain anything. I'm just so frustrated with a lot of things, and I'm being pushed close to the edge and soon I'm going to lash out on everything and everyone near me. And that freaks me out the most.
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