First Priority
I'm running out of time. Why is it such a crime? I want to do the things I love, why should I have to shove some away and embrace others? Is it fair that my passion should suffer in order to do what I should? For the future of promised good these sacrifices seem too hard to let go, but I guess I can't say no. I will make do with what life has dealt me and let fate be. for now...
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