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SELF – HATRED
Once I was at a party where I met a gang who were talking about a cool game. I joined the banter. I wanted to be cool too. I assumed what I wanted to say and stopped pinning my ears back to the discussion. Instead of enjoying the party, I was wondering about how best to show off. Finally, I blabbered something dumb about another game. I said something they forgot in a second. No one paid any attention to me. No one cared about me. I felt wretched, Read more…