still on the metaphor of being blank as paper, i rely on others to write my story, or shall i say life. my actions seem to be written out by others and i follow word for word. this only prove that my life is a book that is written by others for there pleasure. is my life ever going to change or will i just wait for the next author to write my story. i have choses but i can't see them. will i find the light before someone tells me to? i can't see my choses, you decide.






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Tarzan didn't get a circumcision and Yuna is moarning the death of an imaginary boyfriend.
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-Feori
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Tarzan didn't get a circumcision and Yuna is moarning the death of an imaginary boyfriend.
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-Feori
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Tarzan didn't get a circumcision and Yuna is moarning the death of an imaginary boyfriend.
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-Feori
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Tarzan didn't get a circumcision and Yuna is moarning the death of an imaginary boyfriend.
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