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What is it with life anyway? Were we all suppose to end up like we did, like we are? Did anyone care from the beginning, or are we all on our own forever? I've been questioning myself too many times when it's really not me who should answer these questions. I just want to be the one I want to be, should that really be so fucking hard? Wanna be the person I know I am, right here, right now.
THE MORE I SEE THE LESS I KNOW THE MORE I LIKE TO LET IT GO
THE MORE I SEE THE LESS I KNOW THE MORE I LIKE TO LET IT GO
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