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I tried to disconnect and what I& #39;ve only felt was emptiness. As if I was entangled in a thick string that encumbers my breath. I& #39;m constantly losing everything. My control, sageness and even to sympathize.
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In a month of being an invisible, I realized that I was truly an invisible all along.
I can say that I haven& #39;t had any friends since the start. No one was there at my quiet grievances because they didn& #39;t bother to look for me. I didn& #39;t get any messages nor consultations.
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I can say that I haven& #39;t had any friends since the start. No one was there at my quiet grievances because they didn& #39;t bother to look for me. I didn& #39;t get any messages nor consultations.
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Pshaw, it doesn& #39;t obtrude my fragile heart anymore as it wasn& #39;t new to me. What caused me to suffer more is that ascertaining I am truly an invisible. An outcast.
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I& #39;m a humdrum human being. They easily get bored at my topics. But I was trying to give the best I could to hold them on. Yet I could still feel the coldness I knew they didn& #39;t intend to give.
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I don& #39;t mind if there& #39;s someone who will read this thread up to this. But thank you if you had. There are so much thoughts that still lingers in mind. And I admit I& #39;m at the verge of quiting.
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But please believe that things are good with me, and even when they’re not, they will be soon enough.
