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i can't sleep and a lot of things are bothering me right now. i don't get it how people can have an opinion about you when they do not actually know your story. i don't understand why they put effort into pretending that they care when what really matters is them being a part of the issue. gosh, it just saddens me a lot. this is what i know though, i miss my true friends. the people who do not judge me because i say bad words like sh*t, or because i am a little bit of a nonconformist, or that i am into gory and macabre stuff/tragic and depressing things, or even because i consider myself having no religion at all. i feel that i can only count three people who do not put stereotypes on me in the crowd i belong to right now. gosh. i want to binge on all the food i can locate in the refrigerator because i am seriously disappointed with how humankind is transgressing. if you're really my true friend, you weren't judging me when i typed the previous statement.