Your ideas are your savor from the suffering that you are living now, you can't count on people to help you or give u a job or feed you, u just have to adapt with the world and try to figure out how u gonna live, make a job or do hard labor or steal a bank, it's your choice not them, creat your own destiny and try to accept that this worl will fuck you no matter how good u r .. The closest people will be always your first enemies .. It happens every time .. Same thing with me .. my love betrayed me huhh .. with the boy who used to be her best friend, and he is younger than her ... it sucks Cz i still think about her, still have those feelings for her.
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FantasyIt's am just expressing wht's inside my mind so don't mind me if it's fucked up