In the end, you'll realize that you and the rest of the people in this whole wide world were exactly the same. Tangled in problems, rotting in sorrows; struggling for breathing: they all were you and you were them. The differences were excused to keep people a part in away that they wouldn't feel belonged. But it was never a truth nor it will ever be:
We come from the same soil and will go back to the same one. however, In meantime, everyone can pretend otherwise
-people
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RandomThis journal that i write it's help me remind me of my struggles and my accomplishment