Perfect Illusion

Perfect Illusion

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I tried to rewrite those stories that I once wrote and didn't finish it, because I end up knowing that I can't. I can't because I know that not every story in this world needs it ending too soon and not every story has a happy endings like in fairy tales. There are different kinds of stories that I make, but the fact in those stories is that it only has one goal to aim and one thing to deal with. And it's about dealing about life. I don't know if my life is such a thrill or that is just what I want ever since. I think it's just too mysterious that even myself doesn't know what's the point of why I'm here in this world. I've always wanted to know what is my purpose in this, and that's if I have one. There are too many stories in this world to believe in, but there is only one story that is telling the truth. And there are just to many fVcking things in this world that is sh!ting around, that includes the people influencing surrounding us.
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Self love, Self finding, Mystery, Fantasy, Short Story I've tried, to be happy, to forget, but it's hard when there's nothing to be happy about and it's hard when it's impossible to forget. The pain stays, and I let it. Days become impossible. It's never ending. All I want is for it to stop. So I can be alone, again. It's a mystery how I can still laugh, How I can put on this act It's been a while And I forget how long I've been faking How can I become real again? How can I find me? In a dream, it's what I need, it's what I've wanted, so how do I make it, reality? How do I get out of this trap, that keeps me, From being happy.

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