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I don't know who or what created this universe, but whoever or whatever created it is selfish. Why does/do it/they make us/me suffer? Why can't I be what I wish I were? I used to believe in story tales when I was a kid. I really wished they were true. I just cannot deal with the truth. I'm a nihilist, but at the same time I cannot accept the pain inside me as the truth. I just want to seek a world where I can be myself. I wish that the world revolved around me.
