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times like these are meant to matter. we're meant to make the most of things. its us who makes ourselves happier, no one else. no one will understand your pain or your pleasure. no one can read you mind of or make out what you're really trying to say. the only person who make sense to you is yourself. everyone is labelled. society is fucked. but living life is fun. only you who can make it that way. we're born to live. and the only fear i have on dying is living.

emma - i don't give a fuck who you are. don't fucking tell me what to do unless you've walked in my shoes.