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The voice of every kid hooked on drugs, alcohol or the occult joins the sad chorus “Not me! I didn’t think it could ever happen to me. I was sure I could handle it.

Beatrice Sparks

I really am only one infinitely small part of an aching humanity.
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Humanity Small Parts
My biggest mistake: not wanting to help myself into thinking I am happy, that change would come about without really trying to change, or wanting to change. Procrastinating about changing. I do want to change.
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Mistakes Thinking Trying
I’m not really sure which parts of myself are real and which parts are things I’ve gotten from books.
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Book Part Real Really
I feel like Alice in Wonderland. Maybe Lewis G Carroll was on drugs too.
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Drug Feels Wonderland
Sometimes I think we’re all trying to be shadows of each other, trying to buy the same records and everything even if we don’t like them. Kids are like robots, off an assembly line, and I don’t want to be a robot!
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Assembly Everything Record Robot Same Shadow
She didn’t know whether she was running away from something or running to something, but she admitted that deep in her heart she wanted to go home.
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Heart Home Running
Even my parents treat me like I’m stupid and inferior and ever short. I guess I’ll never measure up to anyone’s expectations. I surely don’t measure up to what I’d like to be.
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Even Expectation Inferior Measure
This morning when I left Mom’s parting words were, “Come straight home after school.” Wow! Like I’m going to get stoned at 3:30—it doesn’t sound so bad at that.
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Home Mom Morning
How can thoughts hurt so much when they aren’t even physical?
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Hurt Physical Thought
Why is life so difficult? Why can’t we be just ourselves and have everyone accept us the way we are?
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Accepting Difficult Way
I can’t believe that I changed so little. I expected to look old and hollow and gray, but I guess it’s only me on the inside that has shriveled and deteriorated.
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Believe Littles Looks
I’m afraid to live and afraid to die.
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Afraid Dies Live
I’m really cracking. No, I’m beyond cracking. I’m shattered. I’m lost. I’m fragmented.
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Fragmented Lost Shattered
I’ve got to sleep. Sleep is my only way to escape.
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Escape Sleep Way
The voice of every kid hooked on drugs, alcohol or the occult joins the sad chorus “Not me! I didn’t think it could ever happen to me. I was sure I could handle it.
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Kids Thinking Voice
It’s a good thing most people bleed on the inside or this would be a gory, blood-smeared earth.
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Blood Life People

The voice of every kid hooked on drugs, alcohol or the occult joins the sad chorus “Not me! I didn’t think it could ever happen to me. I was sure I could handle it.

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