I truly love life, but sometimes hate it, myself and the non-feeling assholes that seem to plague my life so much of the time. I feel tot much. Over analyze, not only myself but life. Others, the reason I am who I am. I feel that there is no one who can feel as deeply, or as sincerely as I do. And that, my friends, is my own self made chamber of isolation.
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