No one understands me. No one understands my sick sense of humor. No one understands that I make jokes when I am scared or nervous. No one understands that I use sarcasm as a defense mechanism. No one understands that I make others laugh trying to fit in. No one understands that I would rather have people laugh at me than hate me. No one understands that I even make fun of the things I like. No one understands that I laugh to keep from crying.
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