Good changes. The best kind. You get to work, work, and never think. You get so busy that you don’t have the time to be sad or to remember anything. Remembering is human and everything human makes you weak. Being human is easy. Your pupils would go dilated, you would laugh, or smile, or cry. …
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Death
‘Falling hurts.’ I thought as I struggled to overcome the numbing pain in my back and get up. It’s been about two days, and I could still feel the blood running down my back. I also knew it wasn’t going to stop any time soon. Once you got your wings ripped, they’ll take at least …
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