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(Quiet, Again.
Being as strange as i am, i have always wondered what is the point of fixing something people worked so hard to break, and to get it to stay that way? This defines our world. love, hope, friendship. I hope this changes. it is no way of living. If i choose to have children, it will be because the world has turned into something tolerable. something that can be enjoyed, with knowledge, music, culture, and an unstoppable force called love. Until then, i guess ill be here, waiting.)