At 21, life’s puzzle, pieces don’t fit. Tough luck, no job, no money, a financial hit. School’s not done, yet future’s unsure. No friends to lean on, love’s a distant lure. Emotionally unavailable, a shield to wear. Tough luck, self-love’s a struggle to share. Mentally drained, exhaustion’s heavy weight. No direction in life, a path unclear, a fate. In darkness, searching for a guiding light. Tough luck, it’s hard, but don’t lose the fight. Self-discovery’s journey, winding and long. Tough luck, but growth’s where you belong. Though struggles loom, and doubts creep in. Tough luck, you’ll rise, and find your way to win. Life’s a canvas, paint your own design. Tough luck, but yours to create, one line at a time. Keep moving forward, don’t let struggles define. Tough luck, but resilience will be your shine. You are strong, capable, and worthy too. Tough luck, but your story’s still being written anew.
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