my life reminds me that i exist in the world, constantly, but that i'm not always living.
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im not that girl but life isn't merciful, i want to be myself but how can i?
Diversosi like sunflowers- but where i live there is only weeds that remind me of withering things. i like nature- but I cannot leave this place of mine even if it killed me. i like to run- but i am afraid that people will judge me if i do go out. i like to...
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my life reminds me that i exist in the world, constantly, but that i'm not always living.
