A girl, with a hatred of people. With crimson hair and bloodred eyes, she always had an ominous mood.
But for what reason?
Well... It's just all of our flaws.
All of the inevitable mistakes we make.
And that we can't make everything perfect.
But some of us try our absolute best. And she needs to understand that.
Then there's also her. Is she really so much of a narcissist that she would really think that she is without flaws?
Of course not.
She loathes herself. She wished she could right every wrong she made and currently makes.
But what Anna needs to realize; is that we have each others' backs. If we didn't...
Well.... we'd be extinct.
Everybody's gotta rely on someone one time or another, and there's no time to waste hating the past so much.
So let's go on.
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Psychology Anthology:Optus Jargon
PoetryLife. Life is complex. Life hurts. Life loves. Sometimes you love life. Sometimes you hate it. Sometimes you just want to give it all up. Sometimes you just want to stay in a place, forever. Sometimes it's never. Sometimes it's always. Sometimes you...
