Is it sad that I live a life that depends on if I care or not and small decisions. If someone killed me I honestly would think everyone would know it was for the best in a hostile situation of course but to be honest I wouldn’t even care because I’m not a decisive person it’s not all black in white in my eyes , I’m happy and or depressed but neither . If I was to die in a hostile situation would it even matter I’m not saying that I don’t value life because I don’t attempt suicide . I have good laughs but I can never say I had a good or a bad day sure some things i don’t like but I’ll love the day anyway and slightly wish I never have to live through again .

 FREAK . A Normal life

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