Fight
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Life is not what u were taught in your childhood. The fairy tales are wrong. It's not just about living and dying. There's a lot to deal in between those two. Sometimes, no matter what you do, how much you do, you're not going to be understood. You're going to be blamed. They'll call you shameful. They'll call you worthless. All you are going to get is hate. and you know what happens? You die twice. The first time is before you actually die.
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