..remember me... with joy. With indulgence. I was a troubled soul. I never truly found my place into this world. I was searching all the time for approval, to know who am I, for people to love me or at least to care about me... to notice me. I was like a ghost who wanted to be seen. My whole existence was useless because I was too preoccupied to look for the meaning of life instead of living it.
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