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Crisis

Life

... Is like a hospital full of sick doctors. Or a plane with a blind pilot. Like a butterfly with no wings. Like choosing love over war. That ***** complicated and **** near impossible. It's just a fraction of the truth. Life is hell.

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brown-suga

Published: Jul 11, 2013
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