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No.153978
It's strange,almost cruel,how life unfolds over time. You keep walking forward, eyes fixed on some imagined horizon where things finally get better. Where you can laugh freely, where the real u steps out from behind the facade. But somehow that moment keeps drifting further out of reach like some cosmic prank. And the people u meet along the way casually call you an introvert, as if it’s just a personality quirk. But is it really introversion? Or is it the accumulation of invisible failures, the shame you drag with you, the guilt etched into your core?
You start to rot inward ,unsociable, unattractive, just another quiet ghost blending into the backdrop.
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No.153980
>>153978(OP)
kya hogya bhai? bhachad bhi naa ladki reply nahi karti 2 min k liye doomposting shuru kardete


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No.153987
>>153978(OP)
I know how you feel, not knowing who you are anymore. Even if I can't understand who I am, I want to do things I think I like to the best of my abilities and not rot away, sitting alone in my chair.