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it never really matters

I wonder...if I'm ever going to be so lucky...

that if I REALLY need someone, like I do now,

I wonder if I'll ever be so lucky...

to finally find someone...who cares enough...

to stop what they're doing...

and just...come see me. Hug me. Talk to me. Be there for me.

I wonder if I'll ever be as lucky...to have someone

who genuinely cares enough not to leave when I actually have a problem.

Someone who won't just leave, even with a second glance, just leave me crying.

Probably not.

Nobody could ever care that much about me anyway.

I'm just some stupid...whiny...controlling bitch...

I have no purpose here. No one wants to give me a purpose.

No one.

I just want someone here for me.

That's all...


that's all.