At times I start to doubt myself. Grasping the intangible yet tangible things feel as if it is the air itself I am grasping, there but yet, not there at the same time...........
Perhaps there might be one day when the air I grasp is the air that suffocates me........
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Oct 18, 2021 01:03AM
Hello everyone ! Yeah I rarely post here , probably bc I don’t want to flood your notifications. BUT this is important. I finished my exams !!! ( it was a week ago , but hey , better late than ne...View all Conversations
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The Tale of the Ice Princess
Driven by revenge, Aria vows to change the country at a fundamental level.
"With enough power, nothing...
