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Nov 2021
Everything is a choice
You don’t have to live in this society if you don’t want to
Public space isn’t really public
Public does not equal free
If you live in box that belongs to someone else, having your own corner doesn’t mean it’s yours


Are you really alive without your own thoughts


Is your identity really yours

You set boundaries because you’re told to, not because you have to

I wish everyone could see what i see


Really successful people are profiting off of those who they suffocated in the first place

The ones with the strongest opinions and morals are the most ignorant

The only absolute is physical harm, everything else is up for interpretation



What does it mean to get out

It's terrifying to know what leaving might mean


How does it feel to know others don’t see the same way
How does it feel to no longer believe in the same things
How does it feel to be so in control you’ve lost sense of purpose
How does it feel to only care about energy and structure
How does it feel to know the lack of limits of intelligence
How does it feel to finally know who you are
How does it feel to know nothing about what we are

Does it feel worth it
Written by
Selina  20/F
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