Someone in this world is happy with the little they have and I with most abundance, most jealous of a person with nothing but filled with so much joy. I want nothing more than rip myself apart and battle this weakness this weakness that follow me that attracts me to things that fall and break and become obsolete. I want nothing but to fall and shatter so that I can be picked up and put back into place without these things that cloud my imagination and repeal my wants for these things that fire my judgement for warning.
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- EOU
- Some stories are fabricated, some stories are imaginative, some stories are not your own, and some are factual, but all are stories that is an individuals and he must share so that he feels the world part of him, not just him part of the world
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