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hey, listen. there's always that point of time in your life when you feel really down and just don't know what to do. but hold up. back up and take a good look. look at the picture. the big picture. see the path. see the journey that you've made. the journey that have made you this far. if it wasn't for you, you wouldn't be here in the first place. don't call yourself stupid, fat, ugly or loser. it's like saying God doesn't exist. and that's just wrong. you're made this way. there's a reason for all this. it's all been planned. there is someone for you. you're not going to die alone. unless you're fated to. but don't say that you're fated to die alone. it's predicting your future. and that's all in God's hands, not yours. so live your life. live your present. to the fullest. prepare for the future. just don't predict. don't expect. it'll lead to disappointment. and that's bad. it'll break you. it'll break your heart. you will cry. you will hate yourself. for expecting too much. don't expect. just do.

no. i'm tired. i'm sick and tired. of people. people who hate themselves. who blame themselves for everything. who hate their parents for being scolded. who scold their parents back. i'm sick and tired of listen to people's problems. i have mine. not that i don't want to listen. i just don't have time. don't have time for this nonsense. this nonsense that you're always a failure. you're not a failure. you never were. you just put it all in your head and convinced your own mind. but truth of the matter is you're not. you say you're fat. no, you're like a fucking bamboo. you're ugly. no, you're fucking adorable. you're short. no, fuck you're a HDB flat. you have the worse family. for fuck sake, your parents love you until you die. you have friendship problems. no, you made that problem up and convinced them that it's true. nobody will ever marry you. no, there's your fucking soulmate waiting for you. just live your fucking live like everybody else. keep smiling and put all these shit aside for the rest of your fucking life. it doesn't matter you're going to die anyway. you might want to live your life to the fullest. you do not want to miss out on awesome times with family. break the rules. fall in love. don't listen to your parents. run away from home. do illegal things. why don't you dare?

you see, society is now evil. and spoiled. i don't know what is going on with the world. all i know is that i have a happy life. all that's past just made me who i am. though i miss them much but it doesn't matter now. it didn't work out for a reason. no matter what the reason is, it's okay. new things happen everyday. and i thank God for waking me up everyday. i get a chance to repent. to change things. change people. change my life. make people smile. make people feel loved. i just admire the beauty of how this world works.

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