Is this the way a toy feels when it's batteries run dry?

I'm tired of this all. I feel caged. I'm trapped in this zoo that everyone around me has created. My reality is what others have created for me. These walls that are built to keep me away from secrets that they keep from me. I'm their little specticle. Little naive Sarah. They watch and laugh while I sit here alone and waiting for these walls to come down. I am tired of this place.

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why is everything I do wrong... scratch that... i dont want my first post on this thing to be negitive.

i love fishes because they're so delicious

Shadylane's Journals

Is this the way a toy feels when it's batteries run dry?

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