What am I? I am myself,. This Object is myself. It's a shape of myself, a visible self. But I don't feel like I am myself. It's very strange.
Everyone has another self within them. Two figures make one individual. The one seen by others and the one's looking at them.
It's difficult to live with people if you're fastidious. You'll understand that once you discover that you're ruined.
Even if we want to warm each other, the closer we get, the more we hurt each other.
You become uninterested in others but, you hate loneliness.
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