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Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image. Quizup used to be my escape from reality. It's where I thought I can be a somebody. Not a wallflower like I am in real life.
But now... It becomes a place where my ugliness grows.
I thought... I can be someone special to that someone that is special to me. Why is he special? Because he treated me like no one in my family can.
But I can't. I'm not.
I am forgettable. I am replaceable. I can be abandoned.
I don't mean anything to anyone. Not to him. Not to my sister or brother. Not to anybody.
I dare not to think I'm important anymore.
In the end, I'm a nobody after all...
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