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Let me write stories one day about the reality of what goes on behind closed doors in relationships.

Let me write a stories behind why the boy smokes cigarettes and harms himself in underground fights.

Let me tell you reasons behind why the girl dresses slutty giving men a reasons why worship at her feet.

You live then you die.

You're born then you rot away in the ground or burn away leaving ashes.

In the end, if there was only one thing I could change about this world it'd take me a life time to tell them a story about myself.

The least I can do is try.


Literally wanna write but I have no motivation, much love and thank you.

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