My life is practically complete, I have a family that loves me, iI have friends that love me, I have and education, and I have a job. I could have any guy i could want and yet my life is so empty.
love is nothing to me. there is such a thing as love but only family and friends. no one has a perfect person because if they did then why do all the people who are special have no one in that way to love them?
society is cruel to make us think that we need to be loved to be complete
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