Why birds choose to go back to the same place at the end of the day when they can simply choose to fly all over the world.
Then i tend to direct the same question back at me.
One of the hardest thing in life is having words in you that you cant utter.
I am still not doing well.. After so long.
I wish everyone was loved tonight. Just so i will be one of them too.
And somehow stop this endless fight in life.
Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days...
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