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Everyone has a label. They are classified as something whether by race, gender, color, ethnicity, status, condition... you get the idea. Whether you realize it or not, we've all put a label on someone. Stereotyped them. Put them into a category which you think they fit into. Sure labels are wrong, but we, as humans, can't help but judge things. This is a story of when society solely survives on labels, lives off them, and would seize to exist without them. But are these labels really are worth anything? ⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢⇢o⇠⇠⇠⇠⇠⇠⇠⇠ "You can always kill the rebel, but you will never kill the rebellion..."
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The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

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