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i try my best to be perfect, but i am just not

no one believes in the truth anymore, then why is there such a thing called facts? where are facts from? aren't they from history? even now history cannot be trusted; they ask, "how reliable is the source" what the hell?
i can't believe anything now, i don't even dare to try and believe, i know that the moment i try to believe something, the next moment i would be told i am wrong.
what's wrong with the world mama?!


i am the girl;


the girl

`Lydia



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