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When somebody asks how you're doing and your whole body hurts, the world sucks, you're scared for no reason, confused,  tired of everyone's BS, and you just want to go to bed but you smile and tell them you're good because you just don't feel like talking about anything to anyone When somebody asks how you're doing and your whole body hurts, the world sucks, you're scared for no reason, confused, tired of everyone's BS, and you just want to go to bed but you smile and tell them you're good because you just don't feel like talking about anything to anyone
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