The world is so strange.
But is this the way it’s suposed to be?
Living hell everyday, I’m not made for the life, I just fail at living in society… ‘Me’ is just giantic failure.
Is this how it’s supposed to be? I don’t even know who I am.
We’re all so tired, exhausted from life, this can’t be the truth, I know I’m not the only one feeling this way… 🙂
And doing something about it is very difficult so maybe it’s not needed…
Maybe we don’t need a cure, maybe there’s nothing wrong with us.
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