Obscure Adolescence
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Last published Wed, Feb 16, 2022
Sympathy, a word with a deep meaning. Something you feel for others when they open up about their struggles. The concept of having to mourn over someone else's life is such bullshit. People live out their days as if they are isolated on earth. Emotion is nothing but a flash of guilt that you forget about and continue with your day. If emotion isn't an essential, we don't need it around. I don't have emotion tword anything and look at me, a freshman in high school with straight A's. I don't have friends, friends make you week. The ability to be weak is not excepted and I will use every fiber of my being to distance myself from even mention of the word.
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