Take me somewhere.
A place to get away.
Anywhere.
I can't stand it
here.
I can't stand the world sometimes. It's my second worst enemy aside from myself. Why do I hate the world so much? Religion, race, sexuality, wealth, and and all other different choices somehow cause the biggest conflicts.
War is an unnessicarry thing.
Unfourtunitly, no one will ever listen to what I have to say about it.
As I said before, I am litterally my own worst enemy. I hurt myself and I hurt others unintentionally. I'm sorry if you're one of the poor souls I have hurt. I'm sorry if I've ever let you down in anyway. . .
I really am sorry, even if I never say it.
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