A broken molested boy child now a grown man, can’t even tell what’s real or fake. Life is becoming realistically lonely the more I grow. Only love I ever fell is money but then fast understanding that it doesn’t help with the loneliness too. Lost every woman that ever loved me truly because I trust no one. It’s a serious struggle and if this continues I might have to end it all before I end up old and lonely with no loved ones to Moan me. Sorry world I am what you created.

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