Dear,
I don't like myself lately. At all. I don't understand what's happening to me. Nothing feels good. Nothing feels anything, at all.
I don't know.
Yours faithfully and sincerely,
N.
I don't like myself lately. At all. I don't understand what's happening to me. Nothing feels good. Nothing feels anything, at all.
I don't know.
Yours faithfully and sincerely,
N.
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