You still ask me why.

​I’ve sold every inch of my body to get distraction from the mess I’d been living in. I don’t have regrets, but I’m gratefull to see how time caused so many right turns and made this life bearable. Don’t ask me why I’ve changed and that I no longer add up to your standards. I stopped fullfilling your boyhood dreams and started living my own dream. 

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