"Why am I in this world, why am I fatter than others, why do I get fat even when I drink boiled water, why am I born so stupid, why do I not like my dark horse prince, why..." I cried to God and shouted, why was my life such a failure. . . . . . . .
My life is so gloomy, can it disappear? ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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This article was written twelve years ago. This setting is quite good, but it's a pity.
This article was written twelve years ago. This setting is quite good, but it's a pity.