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♡When I wake up, I begin to ask myself questions, to make my own world in peace with the outside {always failing, but I just try to comprehend}.₊˚⊹⋆
˙⋆✮Why am I human? Why can't I have my little world with some friends, far away? How can I be a good person for others?⋆⭒˚｡⋆

₊˚⊹꒷Then, then fear {am I so rude? Am I so disrespectful? Am I annoying?}, then, then a grim on my sweet cheeks {oh, what a wonderful day, is there an apportunity to befriend my own reflection I see in that boy at the other side of the room? Or maybe buying many hamburgers EHEH}.😇