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The bitter truth is, girl, after a certain age, you're no

The bitter truth is, girl, after a certain age, you're no longer going to be that kind clown who falls in love with all her heart and thinks everyone around her loves her. To protect yourself, you have to look at bad people like an idiot and push them away.
And only be with a very small number of people so that you neither get hurt nor die of loneliness.
This is where nothing matters to you anymore, not even yourself.
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