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I want to be the 'me' I dream of.
I don't care if it's bad english..
- Sequoia Red
Nothing
I can’t understand
how I never amounted to anything
how I was born talentless
and why the fuck no one gives a shit about me.
I am in all honesty
nothing.
- Sequoia Red
I think of telephone conversations with people I used to admire and yearn to speak to, only to discover they bring me nothing but pain as they only know how to love everyone else, except for me.
Sequoia Red - – taken from I’ve Tried. It Hurts
I ask myself questions pretending I’m someone else so it feels like someone cares enough to wonder why I write what I write. I’d say things like ‘I wrote such characters with trust worthiness because everyone I have ever trusted betrayed me and it hurt so badly I was sure I’d die sooner than I should. …’
- Sequoia Red - taken from [I’ve Tried. It Hurts.]
"I write about stress, darkness, emptiness, as I'm living it. Headaches and tears. Nothing but dead ends."
- Sequoia Red, taken from [I've Tried. It Hurts]
"I'm always the one you hurt, the one you’re rude to, because I’m the easiest. The nicest. The quietest. "
- Sequoia Red, taken from [I've Tried. It Hurts]