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			<title>Third day</title>
			<description>That's what I did. I provided a meaningless answer with everything so mixed up that even I can't understand. I tried to reach the light, but I swam deeper into the darkness. I try to show kindness, I showed rudeness.Words, words, words everywhere.&amp;nbsp;Words that don't make any sense. They can be ta..</description>
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			<title>Second day</title>
			<description>I was always falling in love but never the love has been returned, not even for a glance. My all previous relationships were based on people that had some affection towards me, but I never had any towards them. The ones I have had a crush on, never had it on me. So I took a chance with the ones who ..</description>
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			<title>First day, second part</title>
			<description>My life was once ruled by simple words. Trust no one. If you trust, you will get hurt.&amp;nbsp;But then I met my light. And because of him, I changed my life and my rule. Trust, but if you get betrayed only once by the same person, give it no chance. No second chance. Erase them from your life. You don..</description>
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			<title>First day, first part</title>
			<description>When your head becomes too hard to control. There are just way to many thoughts in it, that you just can not handle any more. It would be great if the thoughts were great but is bad because the thoughts are bad.I thought I was doing this to myself. That I was responsible for every single of bad acti..</description>
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			<title>My diary of pain </title>
			<description>Writing day by day, pain by pain. Writing clearly and loudly about what hurts. Writing about my feelings and connecting them into my story.</description>
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