Posted on 23/02/2017
I am alive, because I don’t have an option. i could have killed myself ages ago, but I can’t give my parents more pain than they already have. i choose to remain trapped inside my own h…
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Ahan! Living each day if it is my last brings the best out of me. It brings smile, joy and love for my life.
True. The feeling of doing anything for the last time makes us give our best shot at it.
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