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06.03.09

What is more depressing: The fact that you need a self help book? Or the fact that you can't find a single one to address your fucked up need?

Haven't seen one damn book about; was it rape? or cheating?

What am I? Where do I fit in? It's so hard to have a problem and have no one to relate to.

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