oxygen

Tue, 04/11/2017 - 06:56 -- taj2002

sometimes no matter what you do your just not good enough, no matter what you do you just can't impress.ive lived a life where how others view me was quite like breathing air. i climbed mountains and took over lions, not literally the mountains are obstacles and the lion is my parents. but you see i gave up about how others thought of me i exchanged it for oxygen.

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