Broken Minds.
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  • Parts 17
  • Time 11m
Ongoing, First published Oct 28, 2017
We fake a smiles every time, and that is easy because we been doing it for a while, we hide the truth behind our eyes and we know that the only way to save our souls is being different from who we are, because is the only path that the society teach to us about how we need to live to be recognized, to be superior, to have the power to say and do what we want without consequences, and it is not the way it has to be.
But all the pain we have lived and all the things we have seen, make our lifes a little be different, so we need to change the rules in the world to be free and to feel safety with ourself.

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S E C O N D      B O O K
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With love,
B.
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This would be really boring. You don't need to waste time reading this. Not just boring, it might be even heartbreaking. The story was still going on, and therefore I had no idea whether it would end in a tragedy or not, but I had a feeling it would. And it did. We broke up under the striking, burning sun of 19th September, 2016. I write usually in a monotone description, therefore don't judge if you read this. My name is Rue, and I wish my life could be like the picture I put as a cover of my story, colourful, calm, and with a soulmate who keeps loving me all the way. However, things never happen as what we would like them to happen. I don't love my life, but I want to remember all that once happened. I want to look back one day, when I'm fully grown, and smile or tell my old self right now that I'm dumb. Mostly and lastly, I just want to remember him, the one I very much remember right now, but will fade in times to come. It is already fading now, and I only hope that I can write them all before they disappear from my mind, forever...