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it's destroying me. i'm becoming crazy. i hate the world. oh, no. im jealous of the world. but im not making any effort towards it. call me emo, or whatever shit you wanna call me. i'm sad. i'm fuckin sad. people ask if i'm okay. do i look like i'm okay? do i? so why did you ask. my hand fuckin hurt. hurt alot. i hate this. i hate life. i hate me. why must it always be me? odd one. stupid one. clumsy one. what is this? and people are just making me feel worst. stop telling me lies. because i myself know how i look like form another person's point of view. i know. i hate the mirror. i hate everything. i'm dying can't you see. and it hurts how you realize the one who care for you all the time, stalks you. seeing what you tweet. doesn't care about you anymore. i tried my best to get your attention. but i failed. everynight i cry. because i miss you so much. even though i already know, it wouldn't change anything. fuck my life. seriously fuck it. i hate the world.