We all grow up when alone because we're different. We don't know who we are because we're a person that wish to be the opposite. It's our reflection to honor our pain when we're gone. What in life, the pain in the sky to be happy. Now were off to the next chapter and now I'm alive. -β„‚π• π•€π•žπ•šπ•” π”Έπ•Ÿπ•₯π•™π• π•π• π•˜π•ͺ π•₯π•™π•£π• π•¦π•˜π•™ π•Ÿπ•–π•¨ π•£π•–π•”π• π•˜π•Ÿπ•šπ•₯π•šπ• π•Ÿ.

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