it's a real killer to be living alone among people, a real killer to hanger to tell what keeps you awake all night, what troubles you, what you actually think about day to day, but you can't. cause simply none is a good listener, none takes your story as it's, cause you know the reaction before it happens but you wish, you wish, something different will happen but everything sums up to your own expectations, and there is nothing more worse than this
a real killer, when they tell you your own story but through their minds, iterative and the versions comes out something so different than what it feels for you, a real killer when they just try to impose their own point of view on you & never try to negotiate what makes you feel better. real killer to keep it all inside, and real killer to think that it will be there where you will take it with you to your grave
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