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For Him
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Devam ediyor, İlk yayınlanma Mar 20, 2016
I feel alone, and I don't know what I really want. Sometimes I'm okay with it but most of the time I don't. I was trying hard to be perfect, to be on top, to please my parents, to please others, yet I always feel there is something missing, there is this space in my chest that was not satisfied, like it was a wild animal hungry for meat. I know this feeling, I know it is imperfect, it is not right and against to my society's norms. I swear, I fought it, and trying to get rid this obnoxious feeling, that I know it was severe. Severe like a storm that devastated in Visayas, like a tsunami that killed many lives in Japan. It was like a epidemic disease. 
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Now, I fell in love because of this disease.

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And I want to die and live longer at the same time..

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