Sunday, 29 December 2013

There's no one for me

There's no one here for me, when someone cries, there is usually someone who would be beside him telling him: "don't cry, you can do it. I'm here for you."
But I don't have that person, so I actually created a replica of myself.
    Great!! I talk to my own self and someone sees me doing this and calls me: Retarded, well said, I am retarded. Because retarded means abnormal, and infact for me, the normal of this life is hell, so how can you call what's not "normal" which is hell, retardation, If you want hell, then burn yourself 
         I've paid a lot of bills, that even if someone forges a bill and asks me to pay it, I will, because I don't know who's wrong, Me OR the whole world?!

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