I admit that every time I write, I always focus on my pain and I talk about people—who hurt me. I always forgot to talk about my joy. I thought It was not important and forgot that I built this world for me. That I should be happy to fill my blog of good and right things.
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Sometimes I want to forget the good side of me: the good things in me, the good things that I can do. Even though I want to die, I can’t give up for the things I wanted to come true.
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