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—-Realization that everyone owns his life, distinctive; my dependence steadily resulted in seperation betwenns hearts.

I am considering of being single, for myself, living, but I am still shocked to see the tears appearing, my heart broken with splits. Crowds surrond me, but fail to close to my belongnings. What I am thinking of myself troubles me now and later while I have to admit that I am a loser in the life, in the love. Making efforts to be tolerant, whatever I’ve exprienced, keep silence, so what? What I acquire and what I obtain; what I reach and what I aim, not any idea I do have. Everything is so far afield and every single second, the feeling of lonely attacks me, GOD knows, I hate it.

Well, well, em… close myself, no word just let tears be, seeing dark sky with decision of quiting myself - Ms. Wrong