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I really donÂ’t know how I COULD be jealous of you - supposedly, you donÂ’t exist. According to popular belief, no one is perfect. Yet, I look around, and all I can see is people who seem to be just that - beautiful, talented, smart, and most of all, kind. Then I look in the mirror, and hate what I see. I get angry because IÂ’m not like that. This jealousy/anger eats away at me little by little, day by dayÂ… and yet, there should be no reason for it."