i hate this place,
the houses,
the weather,
the shops,
the people,
the people are the worse part,
especially that one person,
they are the worst of them all,
they make me want to leave more than anything,
the things they say,
and the things they don't say,
everything about them makes me want to pack my things and start a new life,
anytime something is going well in my life,
they will find a way to ruin it,
it happens so much now ,
i have learned to accept the inevitable,
they will ruin it and there is nothing i can do about it,
all i can do is leave. ~j.p
YOU ARE READING
the nonexistence
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