AGAINST OF MILLIONS
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In this world I have MILLIONS of HATERS.
Who would thought that even my own family blood relate will be one of them?
How can I suposed to survive in this kind of situation?
Slash 'Freaking World' that has millions of people that has their own each fake asses in daytime.
Their somewhat like a 'STARS'. In the dark sky, millions of them competing by how brighter they are.
By looking at the dark sky and wondering at the stars that peacefully twinkle at there reminds me of reality.
That in the dark sky there's only me like a moon who is big but surounded by millions of haters who bright like a stars. But the difference is that those people are just bright just because of their mask covering their evil side in the night time.
In this world makes you believe that they are nice and should be praised by their looks like an respective people and brighter outer view.
But otherwise it is million times opposite to their inner view that when it is night time they are like an angels who bright in the sky with angelic face. But all the time in this freaking darkness in the night it was all covered by an evil dark thread at daytime.
Everyday I'm wondering on how to scape or should I say how to 'SURVIVE' in this freaking world by being surounded by MILLIONS of people who against with my presence.
In this world being virused by those evil presence who those against with me.
It's freaking HELL MISERABLE!
'AGAINST OF MILLIONS'
Status: On Going
Started: 06. 08. 21
Ended: ****
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