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Even some sort of Miss Happy would break down someday. Freaks do get hurt at times. I know I was feeling bad, yet I was smiling to hide the pain. But why can't people appreciate me for being such a happy and cheerful girl? Instead, they plainly hates me. They can't live a day without having their mouth filled with unpleasant words. I'm tired, really...
...Consider it not so deeply.