if i had the chance to live my life over again. id abuse, fuck, and harm everything that i could. they say people like that arent happy. that love is more. that money cant buy happiness. well you cant buy happiness without it either. least with money, i could buy my way through life. i could be the real me, because i wouldnt have to worry about who would turn on me. i wouldnt have to accept what im given.
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