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Can someone rail this woman already help

http://aminoapps.descargarjuegos.org/p/ibadxx

British bestie :dizzy:

:ring: today ee

Belief is like an empty promise.

One made to the air, the water, the land.

One made out of a strong desire for satisfaction.

Only for that desire to be left unfulfilled.

In most instances, both break.

You break them both.

However, in some rare cases,

When your will could motivate you to challenge the likes of God,

They stay, perfect and fragile in your palms.

There is comforting warmth in ice,

There is bitter cold in fire,

We all die,

Having belief is simply dire.

We ire stars.

More than people.

We say the stars are of those long gone.

Yet, before they're visible in the sky.

Before they form.

We don't know of their existance.

They are nothings.

Simply nobodies that we pay mind to out of guilt.

Once they disappear from memory, they leave the earth.

As if they were never there.

Like how when a star bursts, we simply, don't notice.

And like that, they're gone.

Because there are so many others, right?

Why waste your time on one?

Why?

Because they wasted their time on you.

But you were selfish.

And you never cared.

You let me waste away, rot.

You're not even sorry.

To:

Cali

Char

'Mack

'Bara

Sunny

Collie

I don't wish anything from you. I've lost hope in you all. In your empathy. In your sanity. You conscience and your warm, comforting hands. I've lost you all.

I miss you all...