why is it that when I finally am happy, when I'm basically always in a good mood, that my world likes to drop and crash down on me. Why? Why me? I know I have no right to bitch, that other people have way less fortunate lives than I do. I know that for me to complain, its wrong. But I can't help it. Sometimes I just get so sick of life, and
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