Ever ever felt like, what it feels to die?
Memories gone?
Feelings gone?
Reduced to nothingness?
I heard from people saying that being strong is letting go. On the other hand theres another saying about grasping on your own happiness. So who the fuck in this world gave this two quotes? I would like to watch them fucking cut their own throats and die.
For what and whom do you actually live for? FRIENDS, FAMILIES, AND GIRLS.
But after all, i think i live to die.
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