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Selfish

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The mind is a place of two paths: creativity and destruction.

Sometimes we don't get to choose which path we follow.
Sometimes life chooses for us.

~An inner monologue of a mind tearing itself apart~All Rights Reserved

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~Am I?~
Mon, Oct 17, 2016

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~Am I?~
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