purpose of actuality
and i cant seem to find a significant one.
coz the thing is... i think ive wasted 19 years of my life either living behind someone else's shadows or being known as the 'weak' one or being known as the failure. i wasnt special at all. not tt it's impt. i just think tt my existence is insignificant.
the next thing i'll be wondering will be that... was i thrown into those labels or did i choose to become those labels? i mean.. IF it's true tt i was thrown into those labels, why didnt i do anything to twist things ard?
so, all this is my doing?
(i'm probably just having a bad day. but this entry kinda makes sense to me.)
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