General Writing

  1. Black sheep

    A path chooses you with the life you take. But what if you dont have a path? Normality becomes a senseless game and money becomes a object, a desire, a greedy self obsorbing desire. I live in a world where the inside of the box is safe, accepted. My path gives me false hope to stability. I rebel in the laws of deceit and lies, bulldozing my path. I am a black sheep. Authority is questionable to my weary and distrusting eyes. Rules by a party with disearnt powers. Overthrown by the gullable...
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