I just don't like people. No one specific, but just, people in general I guess.
Everything about them made me feel wrong. Limbs, voices, looks, feelings. Hell, I even hated myself. But people? They were worse in so many ways.
They could torment you behind your back, without you ever knowing. So easy for them to lie or hide a truth as well.
People were just gross, and no one can convince me otherwise.
-Beast
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RandomJfc i hate these lowkey qjdmwm -2020 mason Okay so, most of these will be kinda sad. More often than not this is a muse for me, a kind of venting system without actually venting. Some chapters are easier to read than others, and some are easier to...
