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Dear Life, brb. Stop hurting us.
Life you keep stinging me. Like a child with a stunt gun: you shoot shoot shoot without knowing the havoc you reek. With the ease I involuntarily breathe -you kill 100 kids in…
Life you keep stinging me. Like a child with a stunt gun: you shoot shoot shoot without knowing the havoc you reek. With the ease I involuntarily breathe -you kill 100 kids in…