I break than Iy a fall

I fall then I break. The time never stops, The people never leave. When will the voices stop? When can we see the end. Live is to be lived how you want it and not how others believe you should live it by. Why are there guidelines in a place that was created by the exterrestrial beings of the abnormalities?

Perhaps we could delve further into this by reading a nice gossip or two, perhaps we shall share one?