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2024-10-29 19:42:56Do you have to fit in to this kind of society? Do you have to look approving for them to accept you? Do you have to take it all in and be someone you are not even comfortable to be? Do we have to?
Do you want to?Yes, of course, I know you've been craving to be part of them. I know how it feels like to try your luck but fail because you feel like your character doesn't fit to be that kind of person, for instance. It just doesn't feel right, you would say that to yourself.So maybe, as I had said, maybe we are just born on the wrong society. That maybe it just sees what's outside a person and not what's purely on the inside. I just can't help but say this, you don't have to push yourself to fit in. You're not born for people to look down on you. You are born because there's something unique about you, and that, my friend, may or may not be for this group of people. So you just have to look everywhere, discover what's out there and fall and cry and fail, andRelated chapters
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