I'm secretly dying...I'm depressed... Why can't I be like those persons...their names are known, their words are known...they just do things that make sense to the world- and at the same time...they enjoy doing it. They have everything they could ask for. Happiness, Fame, Riches, Awards, Names, a Perfect Family, Enough Sleep, Social life, Good Grades (if they're studying), a Face, Business, Not-so-boring-things, Perfect Life!!! Okay, I admit, I'm just insecure, don't mind me.
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