In so done with everybody lying. Everybody says I'm pretty or I'm always smiling. Why does everybody have to lie? Do they think it will make me feel better? Because it doesn't. Nothing will ever make me happy. Not anymore. No one can make me happy. No thing can make me happy. Nothing makes me happy. So stop trying people. Please. I'm begging you. Stop ruining your life just to try and make mine better. Because it will never be better. I can promise you that my life will be a living hell for as long as I'll live.
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Midnight Thoughts About Myself And Other Things
RandomJust some thoughts I have around midnight because I can't sleep anymore. So what's better than writing a book about it?
