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“Everything that makes you feel good seems to do damage. Life isn’t fair.”
          	- underneonloneliness2

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“Khi còn nhỏ, còn rất bé, con chỉ muốn thoát ra khỏi đây để bước vào thế giới. Nhưng con không thích những thứ con đã nhìn thấy. Rất nhiều người chẳng thích. Nhưng đừng cố thay đổi nó. Mà thường thì, nó sẽ thay đổi con.”
          - Narcos

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He loved me when I was a common girl.
          And he loved me when I became a white rabbit.
          For a night,
          Let’s forget about them all, boy.
          
          The poverty.
          The injustice.
          The starving children and the Dior perfume.
          The horrible demons walking all around us.
          The dreadful tomorrow.
          The debts you haven’t paid back.
          And your despair.
          
          Yesterday I contemplated my dying world.
          Today I braced for the coming storm.
          I’m not the worst girl in the world.
          I’m a stranger.
          What is worse?
          
          There are days
          When lust burns through the veins like wildfire.
          I don’t know a man who wants to sleep with me
          And I don’t know a man who I want to sleep with.
          
          One day,
          The only choices I have left will be divorced men.
          One day,
          The boys realized that there was no escape.
          There was nothing.
          Because there ain’t no rest for the wicked, son.
          
          I see beautiful seas and I see beautiful skies.
          I see what I could have been and what I was not.
          I see ignorance.
          Wickedness.
          I see freedom on the horizon
          And I see no way out of this.
          
          Sometimes I pretend that I loved him so that my angels stay alive for another day.
          You have become a shell of a man
          And I am still struggling with my faith.
          
          I’ve never felt a man’s lust.
          I’ve never watched a city burned.
          These clowns, these jokers, these demons.
          My life.
          
          No, I have become a shell of a woman.
          What do you mean, I was just his character development all along?
          Now that he is free,
          Why am I still punished in this purgatory?
          
          This beautiful body.
          How do I cope with having to depart from it one day?
          This youth.
          How do I stop it from flying away?
          
          Sex kitten.
          Sicaria.
          Harbinger of death.
          God save a girl who never wants to change.
          
          You belong to the brave new world.
          And I belong to the slums.
          There’s not enough time in the world.
          There never was.
          
          Ever since the Industrial Revolution.
          Ever since the dawn of time.
          Men like us have lived in silent suffering.
          Another day.
          Another week.
          Another war?
          
          Granddad would be proud.
          Of what?
          Of a whore?
          Of a force to be reckoned with.