Millennials of Blank Space
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Last published Tue, Feb 5, 2019
Sometimes I think to myself what the hell am I doing here and bringing to this world. I have so many things to say and so many ways to say it I just want to feel like I'm not the only person who feels alone in this world even though I'm far from isolated and super sensitive. I don't know, this super impulsive rants and scenarios about how I feel and I want to know if some people feel the same way.
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