I hate days like these.
You think your life is so terrible.
Beyond all return to sanity.
Then all of the sudden, you decide to talk to someone.
And what do you know...
Theyre life has just fallen down around them with betrayal and lies.
I honestly..
Dont think there is much point in feeling sorry for myself anymore.
It just makes me feel like a selfish ho whenever I hear someone else's story.
Can you imagine?
Being lied to like that.
My land.
Is noble, to not care so much.
Yet at the same time..
Thats completely disillusioned.
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