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grains of sand make a whole beach

Sometimes I question if this is all real, because how can anything hurt so much? How could I feel so numb too? Maybe it's easier to believe it's real, that there's a point to our suffering. We constantly fear being insignificant in a infinite world, but I believe we are much more powerful than we could ever know.
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tigswaldo
17 / F / Uk
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tigswaldo
17 / F / Uk
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Jan 5, 2020
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