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the weather was magnificent outside tonight. when i got home it was quite calm outside. very relaxing. i stood outside for a few moments looking up at the sky, wondering why i am even here, with an entire world out there and so many people looking up at the same stars, it makes my life seem rather insignificant. i have my problems, mostly created by me to bring myself down, but other people, looking up at the same stars have far worse problems. they have problems that arn't thier fault, and problems they can't fix. i can't fix mine, i feel empty and i don't know why. when i look to other people all i find is the fact that i can't believe in other peoples sincerity and i either run because i am afraid or i end up abandoned. when i look to myself i find no answer either, i only find the emptyness. i gain no satisfaction from examining and reassesing my own life, i don't know how to fix this, i don't know how to make it better, i don't know what i should do.