A need, to be a need.A Story by ElizabethReneeYou could say I have daddy problems, hell you could say I have mommy problems too. I could use that to justify why Im so fucked up, my craving for attention, my need to be a need my yearning to provide to someone, thw high of a physical addiction. Or maybe I'm just fucked up beyond my own repair. Hurting myself, for your benefit. Self destructing because I'm too weak to live. Hating myself, because I can love no one else. So maybe i'm fucked up beyond all repair, but maybe, maybe I just needed someone there.
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Added on December 9, 2012 Last Updated on December 9, 2012 AuthorElizabethReneejackson, OHAboutBrittney. Sophomore.16. Currently no boyfriend. I find life hopeless, but try to "enjoy the small things" writing is the only thing that calms me, as cliche as that sounds. I'm not sure what else to s.. more..Writing
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