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Welcome to my world of sorrows. Please dont link me and dont ask me who I am. Because you already know. Wednesday, November 29, 2006. I think I am fading away. How I long for someone who really understand. And I know there isnt anyone there who can. Everytime I am hurt. I try to think that I will grow stronger. And put on a fake smile. But I have to admit that theres this growing loneliness in me. And probably I will just die. I guess its stupid. Trying to make people happy. I think its stupid. Espec.

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Welcome to my world of sorrows. Please dont link me and dont ask me who I am. Because you already know. Wednesday, November 29, 2006. I think I am fading away. How I long for someone who really understand. And I know there isnt anyone there who can. Everytime I am hurt. I try to think that I will grow stronger. And put on a fake smile. But I have to admit that theres this growing loneliness in me. And probably I will just die. I guess its stupid. Trying to make people happy. I think its stupid. Espec.

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