If everyone is stupid and ignorant, if all my troughs about this world reflect that I hate to live here, love, in my conception is about to stay with the person that is the right stupid for you, but not stupid for you, you just accept her stupidity, and maybe with the time you start to love this part too, but you will never love a person for complete, because we even don't know ourselves completely, and people are always changing, love can be the act of loving every version off this only person as this person change, but I don't know enough about love so I can be wrong, and the person that will love me, will understand it, and love that I'm stupid.
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Arcano
RandomMaybe poems, sometimes just chilling, and I don't know. I have freedom of speech, at least here, online, and don't showing who I am, but this is actually what every human living do, so I'm not original. Writing this to improve my english and maybe...
