What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet


No one.
June 13, 2011, 8:45 pm
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No one would ever understand me, not even him.

Depending on others makes me feel even weaker. But this world do not allow room for weaklings.

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We wouldn’t last long if nothing changes. Sooner or later.

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