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lugubriouseanastar
Overlord
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I don’t. I live like filth, like the absolute scum of society, leeching off my parents’ money while being abused by them everyday but I don’t regret it. At least I can stay in my own room, and when I do, I truly feel happy. Like real happiness, when I try to cope by forgetting the real world and avoid meeting people. When I snap back to reality, I get depressed and suicidal again but I won’t deny that in those brief moments of living in my own fantasy world, I did feel happy. Even more so than when my life was normal, when I had friends and everything wasn’t ruined yet.





