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What does it mean to love someone even after they broke your heart? Asking for a friend.

It sucks and its hard to deal with depression. The feeling you get that you don’t want to get out of bed or the weight of feeling unproductive. Not feeling good enough to deserve something beautiful. It sucks growing up. I wanted to be an adult so quick at a young age now I wish I was back. When did this world feel or become so cruel? Yet, I know this feeling can go away with time and change. Change that comes within in me. I can be my worst enemy.

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