Confession 1

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I'll start something new, hope you like it. :)

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I hate when people say they're there for me, but never show up when I'm in need of them most.

My friends in real life, never, ever, say they want to help me. They never listen to my problems. They pat me on the back, say "Hope I helped.", and leave.

My internet friends are the best people ever. They care, they listen, they don't judge me. There is always someone to listen to my problems when I'm sad, and someone who whispers "Everything will be fine." Even though I know it's a lie, but I still believe them because I trust them. And I listen right back, hoping that I could repay them for their kindness some day.

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