I want a room that where I can cry as much as i want.
I want a punching bag that I can let out my stress.
I want a book that can make me cry by reading it.
I want a story about myself so that I can pretend to be happy.
I want a truly good friend that can accept the ugly me.
I want a happy life with my family without hurting others.
but everything that i want need a work call trying.
in shaa Allah everything will come true.
*just a simple sickness in human being call "wanting".
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