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My breathing is getting heavier by every seconds that pass.
I find it hard too look them in the eyes.
Thinking that "i used to be social", that "i used to laugh and cry."  I want to go home, stay in my room, Watching a movie or read a book.

I want to be left alone, but i dont want to be "alone".
I'm selfish.

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