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Alone. The saddest word in the world.

Beatrice Sparks

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
I really am only one infinitely small part of an aching humanity.
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Humanity Small Parts
I feel like Alice in Wonderland. Maybe Lewis G Carroll was on drugs too.
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Drug Feels Wonderland
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
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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Kids Thinking Voice
They don’t think “I care,” “I hurt,” or “I have feelings.” It just seems like I’m always “wrong,” always “selfish,” always “self-centered” and everything else that’s negative and destructive.
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Hurt Selfish Thinking
Sometimes fantasies are better than life.
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Better Fantasy Life Sometimes
I would like to stay stoned all the time, it scares me it’s so good. I would like to stay stoned every minute of every day for the rest of my life.
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Good Life Minutes Rest Scare
How can thoughts hurt so much when they aren’t even physical?
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Hurt Physical Thought
The complete bottom has fallen out of my life.
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Bottom Complete Fallen Life
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 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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Expectations Like Measure
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
How is it possible for me to be so miserable and embarrassed and humiliated and beaten an function still talk and smile and concentrate?
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Embarrassed Function Miserable
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

Alone. The saddest word in the world.

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