People are never fair to me.
Sometimes I wonder whag his purpose was initially to keep certain things away from me. Also why he has such double standards.
Typing this shit is the only confidence I have. It must be why I do this…
Why haven’t I left this world yet?
Last updated January 08, 2018
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