I destroy myself a little more everyday. Everybody around just help me.
Every effort feels like hell. And the others are the devils.
Whatever happen next, I won't live forever. Everything slowly turn to dust, making it all painful even more.
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Cerita PendekWhole imagination thing is going on here. Just a little bit of art. Hope u enjoy it!😘
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I destroy myself a little more everyday. Everybody around just help me.
Every effort feels like hell. And the others are the devils.
Whatever happen next, I won't live forever. Everything slowly turn to dust, making it all painful even more.