If you could be better by my leaving , i will shut my fuck up and be my own. poverty deserves no love like that deserves no dignity and happiness lung fires dazzy the brain time flattering away a nasty literary boy like before but hair white cigerrate blinked life used to be more difficult before memorizing those days away how the hell came through money surrounding me fuck them one by one what that happened is happend i can't make time back seeing those finding better work also want to stop studying high debt is shit i care nothing of it but u do i never thought you bad though aware of the ending shrinking suits no me i had to look forward ways are not smooth just time cant be chosen I WANT TO WORK NOT SITTING HERE WASTING LIFE FUCK THE WORLD
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