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I can’t breathe anymore. I see no more point, no more reasons for living this life. I need to just drop everything I have, regardless how good or how bad it might seem to others and just go lose myself in this great vast world just to find out who I really am. I have never felt comfortable here, never really felt at ease with everyone around me, I’ve always felt as if I was living someone else’s life, not mine. I thought that living on my own would get rid of this feeling, but it only made it stronger. It made me realise that this life really isn’t my life. I have to end this hypocrite life and start living my own life. With this I say goodbye to all, and good luck in this joke of a democratic society!
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