Friendless.

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Nobody here knows what are we going through, what we got, what we do or who we are. We can't trust clearly in someone because we always are hurting by other people.

We love being alone all the time because we are very used to that. It's okay, we can do everything by ourself, and it's cool because we live our own lifes by our way.

It's like a nightmare we are living in, we are losing our friends all the time and we have to fight the world alone. We can't have a real confident to share our secrets or a real friend for a week, and it's so fucking tired.

We complain about how is hard to live, to live in a lonely way, every day and night we are lying to ouserlf that things can came good, that doesn't exist. Our live is rough.

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