One of my friends asked for my advice to help him to confess to the girl he liked, I cheered up for him but it turns out that the girl he loved was me and that he felt in love with “me”, specially he loves how “cheerful and bubbly I am”, the thing is that I couldn´t correspond him and what is worse I know he is in love with a lie, the person that he loves is just a mask, the real me suffers from depression and I even tried to kill myself some years ago, the girl he knows simply doesn´t exist 🙁

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