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You aren't God
Maybe I should shut my mouth, lock up my doors, and throw away the key because apparently you know me better than I know myself.
How am I supposed to breathe or live my life if YOU already know what I am to do or say.
Who is Kassidy? How am I supposed to go on living if there isn't a purpose in my existence?
Stop saying that I am getting everything I want when you don't know shit about me but only a glimpse of my life.
This isn't what I want; this isn't the life I chose.
Let me be myself; let me be me if there is still a chance to do so.
I want to be independent so I know that I'm not just another paper doll that you pick up and throw down when you need something to play with.
Do you know who I am? Do you know what I'll be? Do you know if I'll live today or die tomorrow? If you don't then let me figure that out. After all, you AREN'T god.
Hello, Gradually reading through your works, keep it up, and always be yourself. You have some good work here.