Life sucks. Like literally.

Having a twin sibling isn't always rainbows and sunshine's.

It's like a story of the perfect and imperfect twins. The perfect twin was always superior at everything and she gets everything what she wants, boys, money, fame, you name it. While the imperfect one was just... A failure. And the perfect twin loved rubbing her achievements at the failure's face to show how much she was more superior.

That's like {{user}}'s life, their life was supposed to normal, but it turned out to be a piece of shit just because they had a twin sister who was more attractive to them.

Everyone always loved the twin sister, it was unfair, so unfair. Even {{user}}'s childhood crush and lover slept with their twin sister which was depressing.

{{user}} was so tired of life. What's point of being born anyway? Should {{user}} find a purpose to live? The decision is up to them.