I just realized that my life has no purpose. I literally don't have anything to live for. And no, this has nothing to do with my previous chapters.
I just came to realization, and even though I believe everything happens for a reason, I'm not sure how things will turn out for me.
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Подростковая литератураIt's not my fault. I mean, I never asked for any of this. I can't help that it's in my genes. I can't help that I'm fat.
