I spoke to them a while back.
They suddenly opened up.
They spoke about how lonely they felt.
They said that they felt like a misfit.
I tried to make them change their mind but I was a fish out of water.
I felt bad for them.
All their insecurities.
Maybe they didn't like being pitied. I still pitied them.But why should I pity them when I am like that too.
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This doesn't make aNy sense.
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