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I swear, being on display all the time makes me cringe, but at the same time, I crave it, Anonymous. It’s a weird, messed up feeling, but it’s mine. Some people say I’m playing games, manipulating them, but honestly, I think I’m just searching for love in all the wrong places. Do they even see me, or am I just a tool for their fantasies? My heart beats faster every time I post new content, and then it crashes after the comments roll in - the validation’s intoxicating, yet hollow. Ugh, what am I doing with my life?