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Faith is something that i have not received. Friday, August 12, 2011. Nope, im not a god believer. happy birthday to me! 27 this year, very old. Still, my will on life is totally gone. i had given up on life. I stopped pursuing my desires. I stopped relying on myself. I stopped believing my abilities. I stopped looking forward for tomorrow. I stopped loving anyone, included myself. That is my life path.