I suppose the good thing about it is whether or not I try hard I never move.
Almost like I was created to be some sort of filler.
Like my only job is to make the world seem less empty for the important ones.
God's favorites.
I remember now, as a child I didn't want to believe in god for this very reason.
How cruel is it to see the work I put in and to reward someone else.
But you're not the hardest working person in the room.
I know.
You know what else I know? I'm broken. I'm fucked in the head. I don't think like other people and only live my life as a punishment for myself.
Surely with these setbacks and efforts I put in I should get something.
Surely...?
I really don't want to give up.
It doesn't matter either way does it?
After all, God has favourites.
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and then Add to home screen.