I forgot it's like to smile and mean it for 2 hours,
I forgot how to be lovely person.If that ever happens.
I forgot how it's feels to live and like it.
Now I just exist or nearly so.
So tell me what is the point of living a life pretending to smile every fucking hour of your day,pretending to be so fucking nice and adorable just for them to like you and admit you into a job you don't really need and pretending to live plus pretending to be yourself that YOU ARE REALLY LOVING to live like this way.
WHATS THE POINT?
Tell me about it and I will tell you why I'm so fucking ME,but it doesn't mean that I'm really proud of this.
Make me understand and I will do the same.
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OverigThis book will make you Sad Happy Inspired Cheery Funny Bipolar P.s. All credits to the rightfull owner.
