Toronto is a cesspool of millions of Indians

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In a field filled with deceit, the snakes lurk in the cool, dark shadows, patiently observing their surroundings as they prepare to strike. This environment of treachery has led me to the realization that the only person I can truly rely on is myself.

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I can’t let you go..
I’ ve tried for years..
What do you think I can do.?
If you’re not willing to be my friend and help me, than could you please message me something so hateful, true and rude to convince my brain.?
It’s like I’m skydiving into a blackhole with no parachute
Forever, trapped in a personal Hell
Thanks, Hon.