my invisible life
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME
I'M LIKE A THOUSAND AND THREE
EVERYONE LEAVES ME ALONE
BUT ALSO WON'T LET ME BE
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hello random reader, if you're reading this then I'm most likely already dead and I'm living in a hell hole of life. when I was attending middle school I had a bit of friends yet my father got a job in Australia so we had to fly over while I was in grade 9. I think it was recently my birthday but as a ghost, you don't really remember much. when I was noticed I think I was somewhat normal yet I think I was mostly a pushover. now I'm done with this so bye stranger that I've never met.
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