Where do I stand
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Ongoing6m
Last published Sat, Mar 25, 2023
How can I get over everything and everyone around me ,it seems like it's a simulation.Choosing between my family and friends seems to be an easy decision,but it's really not that easy.The only way I can cope with my messed up life is by isolating behind the closed doors of my bedroom.But something happens to change my life in a good and bad way .Where do I stand?
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