How many strangers were once friends? Do they outweigh the amount of friends that were strangers? It's not always a pick-and-choose situation. It's not even a single situation, but more of a process, an investment, a bet.
How many horses have you lost in the race of life? You wouldn't know which one is the winning horse until it all ends, it's only a gut feeling that they are the one. The chance that outweighs the risk; you've played it before, you know the rules.
While we wait, let's listen to eachother's stories, and make a bet.
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PoéziaEverything is in shambles, but that's just how it is with nonsense writings. It contains (very) short stories, poetry, and just words in general that are strung together and might or might not hold some meaning. Basically anything my sleep deprived...
