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Why me?

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At one point of time in your life you ask yourself why me? You ask why am I not good enough? Why didn't you pick me? Why does this always happen to me! I ask myself everyday why me? I've been broken for as long as I can remember, and I'm still in the process of being fixed; but when you have people around you that care about you makes it even easier to go through but what you have to realize is there is always a way out no matter what and never take the easy way because that's actually even harder. If your reading this and you feel as if all your hope is gone and you can't take it anymore just know that even though I don't know you I still care about everyone's life so if you feel this way please feel free to message me anytime because if anyone can understand you it would be meAll Rights Reserved

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