What is love but an illusion
created by man to make themselves
believe that someone but themselves
understands and appreciates them.
I cannot not breathe without you
but alas I cannot stand the stench when you're around
I dunno what to write. If i end up writing chronicals of my life down in this blog and please dont judge me for what I write, I would almost say that I might enjoy finally finding a place to put my thoughts and feelings other then my dusty old diary. I have no intention of writing only good things in my blog, so i aplogise in advance if I write something heartbreaking or bad.
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