In some area, we see different people. Falls into different world. Some called it love, others called it games. People love to play it, they find joy and self satisfaction, never to noticed the limit that it had. It's like a road, no matter how long it is, there will be a part that it will end. I met several people who ended up smashing the walls and get drunk with tears in their eyes. They told me how it hurts them. But again, after the chapter ended, they created one and some the story itself repeats, others found it long lasting.
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Teen FictionIn some area, we see different people. Falls into different world. Some called it love, others called it games. People love to play it, they find joy and self satisfaction, never to noticed the limit that it had. It's like a road, no matter how long...
