at this point i'm pretty sure i'm related to Superman, maybe what i'm going through is happening for a reason. but why? why me for this life? Why God, Why?
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im not that girl but life isn't merciful, i want to be myself but how can i?
Casualei 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...
practically
at this point i'm pretty sure i'm related to Superman, maybe what i'm going through is happening for a reason. but why? why me for this life? Why God, Why?
