Insane
I was insane once.
Feel so stressful, so stupid, so invaluable, and so ugly. I lived in a boring, hateful lyfe.
Then S hugged me and talked to me whether I needed some holiday. And hell I said yes.
The days after, I live in same life happily. Without that goddamn holiday
That's insanity
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