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STRENGTH I know the real way people hurt. I know what is the hardest thing for humans. And such a person is the strongest in the end. It's much stronger than people who don't know pain. I'll keep the trump card in case of emergency. Well, even if you say that, even if you have a trump card, you can't use it. Maybe that's why I became a<b> queen. </font></b>At that time, I was really glad that I was able to chew the grass and slurp muddy water, which was unreasonable, frustrating, sad and despaired. It's a little easier to live compared to the old days. I just think getting used to it is scary these days. I feel like I'm finally able to live like myself, but I don't have to think deeply about the pain and pain. I feel like it's rude to me. I feel like I've been telling myself to face it more. Of course, there are no painful things or painful things, but it's better. Think only about yourself and live only for yourself. I think that's a very good thing, and I think it's good for everyone to be like that, including everything that comes with "myself", and my strength is the same meaning as protecting my family, friends, and lives, but sometimes that kind of self I see people who are misunderstanding the strength of the minute. I'm desperate to protect only my own happiness and interests, and in the end, nothing remains. But I don't realize it, and I'm accumulating things like "Why is this always like this?" or "Why just me." I'll take what I can get, and when the schedule goes wrong, I self-contain myself saying, "I can't help it because I'm like this, I'm just living honestly for me, I'm just saying that, it's not my fault." And I can't tell the difference between people who can use this and those who don't. And is this really "strength"? If you know and do it, you even feel refreshed. It's a little hard to understand that you know the pain and suffering, but you do it to others. I don't know if I'm unaware. Also, just because it's my own good intentions doesn't mean anything. I'll kill them all too! I won't let you take anything anymore! I live with that feeling, but it's my belief, not to shake it to others. To be given is to think about it. It's not until I know why that person gives it to me, I'm grateful, and I think I'll be strong enough to be given. But. In the end, the number of words I didn't want to use again.  |
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