People have to bitch and talk about every fucking single thing nowadays, and for what? People think other people have to be just as politically correct as they are, and for what? People want you to think certain things, and believe everything you hear, and for what? Not for the good of mankind, not for the love of another, and not because its right. It's because they want you to, and for what? Nothing.
Reason for writing:
The world is a fucked up place.
Birth sign: Aries
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