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Sunday, January 21, 2018
dear mom
apparently there was some extinction level event in twenty twelve. i don't know how or why i'm still alive. my heart is very broken. i attract no female's attention, i see them dating all the wrong douchebag guys, and only the desperate males approach me begging for shit. i don't know how much longer i can live in this fake world. all i wanted was to be noticed. touched. not violently. i'll never deserve to be loved. mom, i'm confused. i don't know why i'm here.
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