Of cos I am human and that's why I am not perfect..
The beauty of giving lies in its blessings. Blessings upon others. How much resent I must have if every giving must be return in due. Should doing so breed any unhappiness, don't give. I had a lot to say, but with each key I press on the keyboard, each thought took their leave and now I have nothing to say..
I haven't been myself lately and I don't like it.
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