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Unlike your eyes avoiding mine.

Oh nationals. How you are the stress of all stress. The complete epitome of existence. You stress me out. And you don't help with the people you bring with you. I have enough stress right now as it is. Please be good to me. Please Please be good to me.
You have already changed my skin color.
You have already changed my hair color.
You have already told me my nails aren't long enough.
You have already taken sleep from me.
You have already taken much much money from me.
You have already taken my life from me.
So PLEASE. be good to me. 



Even though I look like this.


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