Her words are not the words of truthful.
It’s hurting and intimidating at the same time and she chooses to be an ignorant instead of acknowledging the chaotic world she tries to create.
I’m sick of this.
The feeling of remorse and guilt begins to overwhelming me but she just couldn’t understand—or better yet, she chooses to not to understand.
She thinks that she own the world [or—]
No matter what—
I don’t want to be far from the border.
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