Dear Social Sacrifice,
What if our lives were just big musicals? It sounds weird I know but think about it.
We're always looking for something we can't have, we listen to music like all the time, and we never know what's going on.
Okay, maybe that's a little far off, but maybe our lives are something else. Like a book or a normal movie or even just marbles.
Yeah that's right. I said marbles.
Maybe every one of our lives is a different marble. When we're born, we're shot into the circle or whatever and as we slow down, we start dying. Once we stop, we're done.
You know the phrase life is short? Well, maybe this is why. Maybe if we somehow found some external power or something then we would last longer, shoot farther.
I'm not making any sense am I?
Doesn't matter, you're my diary and I don't care what you think! I just want to write.
Confused,
Wren Marie
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Dear Social Sacrifice
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