To whomever is writing this book, what do you want
from me? I need to know my calling. Why was I chosen? Why
not Lee? Why not Susan March? Why me? What is my
purpose? Please let it be more than to destroy a life and
embarrass another. I need to know. I am suffering. You are a
constant headache. Anywhere I go, I can hear you, I can feel
you. I want to be like the others, ignorant of this.
Mots clés despair confusion desperation
Your glass seems like it will always be half full even it falls down and shatters to pieces
Kevin Jared HoseinMots clés optimism glass pieces half-full shatters
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