Nobody gets it

Nobody gets it

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jan 20, 2019
could it be possible that in one human there's a lot of suffering, So much so you feel so disconnected it's hard trying too hide all these different emotions and maintain this facade. Too think you can truly gain love when you're bout as broken as that glass cup that's shattered too pieces is total denial in what is real. Nobody gets it but yourself through all the pain and suffering you'll still have you crazy right but at the same time it's the truth.
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