why does it seem that some of us are destined to be alone, why can't i face the fact that it is all my fault i am alone, why can i never feel good enough, why can't i just get a small break, why do i have to deal with these damned panic attacks on top of having no-one, why do i even care after all this time, it don't matter anymore i don't matter anymore, yet i live on, i live in pain on top of pain, i fight i try and help others but i can never help myself. oh well, its life i guess, feel free to say anything, even if its just to get over myself.
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