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[10 Dec 2006|12:10am] |
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I hate the moment, when all those strangers turn around, to see the people around. I can swear, thay do it only these times when i am alone. And, yes, sometimes i feel ashamed, that i am one. Still tis society pressure to have somebody, to be true, anybody all the time around is depressing. but, c'mon, i do not care about that. There are ones, who are with me no matter what, and that is the only thing important at the moment.
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