Life

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I was up in my room. I could here my mom and stepdad arguing. I put on my headphones. Press play. And just relaxed. I was staring up at the ceiling. I was just thinking about my life. Tears came down my face. Why is it so messed up? What is the point of life? Am I living or just breathing?

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 09, 2014 ⏰

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