Psycho
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Experiencing different emotion can help people in order to grow and mature. However, this emotion can either lend a hand to you or the reason why did you change. Furthermore, after you change there they're people who will see the importance of being you because they know it's either they will benefit or will lose you. People have different mindset as they have different fate as well.
Growing up as a young adult, I can tell how the world fuck up or... It is because of the cruelty, greediness and close minded people who think they are higher to other people once they bash and make topic about the people who are suffering because of them. People like them.
So I've decided.
Because...
I don't have any emotion, don't I? I don't really know and I'm not fond when it comes to emotion. I deal the people around me using my mind and then doing it by either befriend to them or...
killing them.
But is there still people who can save one person? Is there still people who can change to help other and grow together? Is there still people who can respect individuality? Is there still people who are really genuine, caring and kind?
Because I want to see one.
Maybe.
Maybe I'll be inspire by him.
Maybe I'll be inspire by her.
Who knows?
Only Him.
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