Not because I'm a fucked up girl in this fucked up world. But because I'm tired of not being heard. 
     I want someone to be there, to listen to me for once, without a cloud of judgment or bias. Without their inputs or outputs, just a simple nod of acceptance and that you're still with me in my insane life. 
     For once, I just want to talk, and talk, and talk. No disturbances until I've gotten everything out on the plate. For once, I want someone to listen to what I have to say. Take it in. and just be there. A present body to keep my insanity in check. 
     I honestly would prefer talking to a stranger, someone who I have no real connection to. Someone who I would never see, hear, or speak to ever again. I wouldn't mind talking to a therapist either. Like I said, I just want to be heard.
 


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