I wish I didn't have to paste a smile on my face. I'm sick of making
everyone happy but myself. Why should I care what everyone else thinks? I
never care about what I think because I no it never matters. Well now it
does! I think my life should end. One cut could do it all. I'm sick of
trying to impress people. I'm sick of everything. These will be my dying
words....
 
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