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| Distorted facts, I could never cope | | Distorted facts, I could never cope |
| I’ve always kind of felt that there was something I was just fundamentally missing. Whether it’s about life, or relationships or myself, there has always been this gnawing belief that I’ve been doing it wrong. It feels as though everyone was told a secret in a language I can’t understand when I was busy scribbling irrelevant sentences into notebooks. I’ve missed something important; I’ve missed the meaning. That must be the reason, because everyone seems much happier, much more together, much better at coping. Maybe they can just fake it much better then I can. | | |
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