Death is giving up on your dreams. Death is allowing your job own you like a slave. Death is fading away before you know your true self.


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It was Christmas EveHappy Friendship Day to a best friend who single-handedly raises my family's suspicions about my sexual orientation.It called out his name, it called out his nameAnd with all of my empty wordsAfter all this time can't believe that I'mSummer is over, i swear