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Imagine

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Imagine what our lives could have been like...

 if we weren't influenced by a harsh society where perfection is always required and happiness isn't.

Imagine how our lives would have been different.All Rights Reserved

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Imagine
Sun, Mar 23, 2014

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Sun, Mar 23, 2014

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What He Wrote

"I hate how the human race complicates things. You're born, and then you die. The space between that is a grey area. It's a blank line. It's all up to you on how you fill the line. You can write good or bad or spontaneous or wonderful-it's up to you. The only catch is that you don't know how long that blank line is. And it sucks that I want to fit spontaneous and wonderful on that line, because for some reason, it got cut too short."