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crystal mamie1990 mhizdee preetyh16 sweetdreamer33 temmie2001

Dear diary, 
I'm surrounded by people yet so lonely. People want to be like me but they never know what hell I'm passing through. 
To the world, I'm the luckiest woman but only I know what I'd give to be out of this mess. 
To the world, I get everything I want at just a snap of my finger but of what use is it when there's no happiness. 
My friends think I'm so lucky but only I know how unlucky I am. 
I'm so lonely even when I'm surrounded by family and friends. 
I can't even express my feelings to anyone including my friends. 

Of what use is life when there's no happiness....All Rights Reserved

crystal mamie1990 mhizdee preetyh16 sweetdreamer33 temmie2001

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