Everything is so hard... I am so miserable, can't even go anywhere by myself, I'm alone, i'm a naive, "optimistic" (I always try to see good side) and very innocent teenage boy, why is everything so hard and tiring... I don't even remember the days where I was truly satisfied, happy, curious, I am too unfree, screens and devices are among the only way for me to have fun, the rest is paid (often very expensively) I wish I could just be happy... But the world is too complex, and I have a hard time with that I want to cry, but it isn't "manly" apparently to do so, Deep down, I feel like a crybaby, except I bury my sadness deep in me If you've read this, thank you, it means a lot to me, people today are so mean...
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