Things are sometimes meant to be known quite uncertainly. A diary is where secrets could be but unraveling some can loose your insanity in a way that you could learn independently. A life is just temporary that you are wanting to end forcefully because the answer that you can't wait to see is spinning on a problem that you kept creating endlessly. You love unconditionally to the point you made it a priority, but in technicality because of your insanity you lost sight of the reality and made the love virtually that quite ended funny because it's a cardboard that you decided to marry. Time passed by quickly and a friend visited you worriedly, but you said you're fine nicely and your friend became lively, but truthfully when your friend left you go to a room quietly with the cardboard beautifully laying on a wall with the room empty and you smiled slyly, as you looked at your cardboard wife/husband happily but in reality you are hanging in a rope on the ceiling with a lifeless body, telling yourself you're truly unhappy.
A/n: is it just me or it doesn't make sense? ;-;
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Book Of RANDOMNESS
عشوائيTake the path and continue the journey, there you will see the unknown scenery. Enter at your own risk 🚪 well... Just kidding this is a book of anything, short stories, poems, memes, etc. As the title say its a book of random things and also you ca...
