Why am I here in the first god damn place?
Why do I have to be me?
Why doesn't anyone know what I'm going through?
I talk about myself too much.
I'm too worthless for this shit.
I wish I was innocent again.
Please Jesus, send someone who knows.
I'm so done with my life.
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Book of randomness
RandomELLO PEOPLE, LOT OF PEOPLE ARE DOING THIS NOWWA DAYS SO WHY NOT DO THE SAME?! Sorry, me want to be positive and not want to be so emo like always.
