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What’s the point of living? making things better whats the point of making things better when we constanly fight and **** each other? this world is a game and we all in it not a single person can win it why cant we all just put aside the ******** races, ethnicitys the color of our skin in the end were all kin developed from a higher power that Towers the only way to win is to reach the gates but the way we're all headed we only finna see the flames that will burn us for eternity call it purgatory
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Nov 23, 2017
Nov 23, 2017 at 1:24 PM UTC
Whats the point
What’s the point of living? making things better whats the point of making things better when we constanly fight and **** each other? this world is a game and we all in it not a single person can win it why cant we all just put aside the ******** races, ethnicitys the color of our skin in the end were all kin developed from a higher power that Towers the only way to win is to reach the gates but the way we're all headed we only finna see the flames that will burn us for eternity call it purgatory
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Nov 23, 2017
Nov 23, 2017 at 1:24 PM UTC
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