freedom

the greatest wish in my childhood was freedom. to be outside the vision of my parents, to do whatever i can without the judgement of anyone. but, lately, i feel like being free is a shackle on its own. when you're told what to do, if anything goes wrong, you have somebody to fall back on. being free means taking responsibility of every action you take, and carrying the burden of it.

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