ππππ ππππππ’ πππππππ ππ:@gutsyGxmshoe You've fought for so long. For your friends. For your family. For yourself. You've gone through Hell and back. United so many people. Created something new, something so full of life. They look to you like a god of this world. And yet, you have nothing at all. Your friends don't talk to you anymore. Some even conspire against you. Your beloved is distant; your presence, to him, is something to be feared... something he avoids. Your own son spends more time with his friends than with you, only by your side for the public image. You may own the business, be president of an entire world of your creation, but in the end... You have nothing and no one. Did you know that we have a lot in common? Neither do I. πΌπππππ’ πππ
