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Snippets of thoughts
I always ask myself this question.
Why can’t I be happy?
People say that happiness is a choice.
I choose to be happy.
I f*cking choose to be happy!
I guess it doesn’t work like that.
Well, people say a lot of things.
They say that I am in my best years.
If this is best then I don’t even wanna know what comes next.
I am angry with myself
for not being able to enjoy this **** of a life.
My my, I never would have imagined this.
That someone could **** so much at living.
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