this looming old friend of yours who visits so often that she no longer comes as a surprise. you like her though. you chose her. i bet shes better than her bastard step-cousin, the one that visits in the form of a screaming from the inside of your soul begging you to break free.
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dont keep yourself with uncertainty for too long. theres a pretty song in the air, just listen to it and try not to think about anything but the song.
i still wanna walk this earth like it is mine. hậlậ gidiyorum :)
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