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Saturday, January 16, 2010
WHY?


Why am I still doing something when it hurts so much?
It's not even like me.
I know I was never born to be loved but surely, I can prevent myself from being torture, no?
The more unhappy I am, the more I desire money.
Finally, I realised why I didn't want any 10 years ago.


Noted at 10:50 PM




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