Conceit & Kindness
Why have I lost track of time?
You know, Tragedy is that the definition of freedom varies at different times. When it was needed the most, we drooped even the last drop of our blood, but now, when everything is just a rare case, nothing matters anymore.
I gazed back to the roads that were calling my name, yes I am about to do the hardest work of my life. I know it is hard to find your true love, but maybe life is giving my sister a chance, and I should help her. Though I mostly believe she is a little too much when it comes to throwing tantrums and overjoying in the end, I have to be there for her; it doesn't matter what she does. I have to be there to tell her what is right and wrong. After
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