Our World

Our World

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Have you ever thought about how big is our world? At the same time how small it actually is? We meet many people everyday. We encounter them on the road, coffee shop, trains, in the bus. We might not know we have met those same people a thousand times. We just didn't care. This is a story about chances. Two people meeting by chance, but let that chance go by. Regretting what they missed out on, but still hoping to have another try. Searching for that chance, looking forward to next day. People making mistakes, hurting the one they love. Hoping to make things right. People who live their lives just going with the flow. Letting all opportunities go. People who comes and go. Would give everything just to come back home. And people who had the chance to leave but chose to stay. Fighting their way out. ※New Chapter Every Week
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⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ Not for the faint of heart, I explore dark parts of my mind and unfurl them for your own enjoyment. All of these stories are true. You don't know me, and you're never going to. This is basically just a shitty diary of my life with very few details as to who I am, Don't want to scare you off. Feel free to read but I don't really care. I'm just a screwed up guy that everyone knows and nobody cares about really. If you can't tell I'll probably swear quite a bit in this so if you don't like that I'm sorry, but this really isn't a good read anyway it's just me complaining about the fact I still exist. Actually no, whilst I did start this to complain about my life, the stories are fluctuating, as I discover I am infact worthy of love, even I don't believe it at all times. I hope you enjoy my rantings. ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️

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