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Life is like photography, developed through negatives.
Life's tough. So tough that I could hardly breathe.
When you've fallen to your lowest point, nobody, I repeat, nobody will be there. All of a sudden, you beginning to ask yourself the reason for your existence. Friends you've made throughout your life seems like illusion, bubbles that burst when you try to grab hold of them. Or perhaps, this is my own problem. I should sort it out myself. Its time to get rid of the reliance nature I had all this while.
Even the things you love, maybe your one and only hobby, seems so insignificant. I don't know if I have the energy or not.
This will end so abruptly, because I don't know how else to end it.
When you've fallen to your lowest point, nobody, I repeat, nobody will be there. All of a sudden, you beginning to ask yourself the reason for your existence. Friends you've made throughout your life seems like illusion, bubbles that burst when you try to grab hold of them. Or perhaps, this is my own problem. I should sort it out myself. Its time to get rid of the reliance nature I had all this while.
Even the things you love, maybe your one and only hobby, seems so insignificant. I don't know if I have the energy or not.
This will end so abruptly, because I don't know how else to end it.
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