Life Always Feels Empty. Whatever I Do, It Doesn’t Makes Me Feel Like I’m Enough. It’s Like Searching

Life always feels empty. Whatever I do, it doesn’t makes me feel like I’m enough. It’s like searching for hope or anything that makes you feel alive when it’s already too late.

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I be like “communication is key ” then ignore everyone

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