Why should I waste my time writing a description whose only purpose is to scream "Give me attention!"? No thanks, I don't think I will. Nobody reads these things anyway.
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Why do we have to be put down for not being "good enough"?
Everyone makes mistakes.
What gives one person the right to judge anyone else?
Feelings of inadequacy hurt more than any physical injury.
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An empty glass has much more potential than one that is already full.
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Life isn't about making friends. Especially when those friends are of no use to you.
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One of the worst feelings in life is that of your own potential being held back.
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I'm an adult.
I understand my responsibilities.
I know what needs to be done and how I should do it.
Treating me like a child and giving me constant reminders only serves to annoy me.
It is for this reason that I am leaving.
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I feel like the only adult, locked in a room filled with unruly first graders.
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Instant gratification is one of society's worst ideas.
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I enjoy the feeling of emptiness that engulfs the world late at night.
The combination of the darkness and lack of people helps one to realize how insignificant we really are.
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I enjoy doing and saying shamelessly honest/shocking things to get attention.
The sad thing is, people always take the bait.
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I didn't feel bad because you broke my heart.
I felt bad because I didn't substantially damage yours.
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Every time we say goodbye I die a little. I hope that I never have to see you again.
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Why must we obsess over "bests" and "worsts"? Has the human race come this far just to be hung up on popularity contests? Every year ends with a bombardment of "Top [insert number] [insert category] of [insert year]".
It's all popularity contests.
I have my own personal favorites, but I would hate to force my preferences upon other people by insisting that they are the best.
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