there is not such thing as coincidences; you met me for a reason &Eye;'m gonna help you find it. We travel around like ants in a line; passing information. Do we receive it or just believe it? We don't even know; where to go. Time isn't even real, so why do we **** it? Killing time by being so blinded of what the world really is.. Instead of a world full of hate; why can't we just Love?
Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 10:52 PM UTC
there is not such thing as coincidences; you met me for a reason &Eye;'m gonna help you find it. We travel around like ants in a line; passing information. Do we receive it or just believe it? We don't even know; where to go. Time isn't even real, so why do we **** it? Killing time by being so blinded of what the world really is.. Instead of a world full of hate; why can't we just Love?
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