I don’t have anything to say that would really matter to most of you. So I stay quiet. What’s the point of speaking if everything gets turned around on you. What’s the point of anyone else?
I’m just going to go on living my life
I offered grace to those who gnawed at it, confusing my softness with weakness, as if I was prey. I cut them off, my blade simply severed th...
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