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  <title>WELCOME TO MY LIFE...</title>
  <subtitle>Do you ever feel like breaking down...?</subtitle>
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    <content type="html">Do you know these days..? &lt;br /&gt;When you look in the mirror and don't recognize this person staring back at you?! &lt;br /&gt;When you have to convince yourself that this is, in fact, your very own reflection?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that weird voice in your head, screaming at you to get up and do something about your life?&lt;br /&gt;That voice that tells you to change?! That voice that tells you to fucking do anything?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like this is not enough? That your life's not enough. That &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; are not enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know these days when everything seems like it's falling down. Like you held it up all these years. Like you carried it all on your shoulders and then finally, you're too weak to take all this anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you are too weak to be the one to carry yourself through your own life. Like you are too weak to be anything but useless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know these days when you feel like you are nothing?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know these days when you &lt;u&gt;are&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;not enough&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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