Isn’t it ironic?

Isn’t it ironic; when you know something is wrong, but there’s nothing you can do to change it.

Isn’t it ironic; when there are so many things that stuck in your head, but you can’t say it.

Isn’t is ironic; you are everyone’s best friend, but no one’s at the same time.

Isn’t it ironic; when you know that you should get out from these shits, but you can’t.

Destiny that knows no equal.

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