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I don't share all that I think. I don't think all that I share. What I don't share, the things that I don't write, it's all probably what you'd be pleased to see.
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These Freedoms And Beyond

You can't blast this noise. You can't come and go as you please, where you please, for as long as you please. You can't watch these movies, play these video games, pluck at this...

You, The Wicked All

It's not a straight line for me to get where I need to. I'm doing it all on my own, and that's something I never wanted nor anticipated, and is something that I don't understand and...

From Art To Garbage

I love oil paintings in the same way that I love clothes made from silk and velvet. For the most intense and rich colours with shine and depth and thickness. Like how gems, stones,...
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Nothing New, No Need To Read

I've placed myself in a pickle long ago, and due to my own cowardice, I'm forced to stay in said pickle until such a time as I gather enough balls to have a simple conversation. It's...

It's All Fine

I'm feeling good. I was sore yesterday, but I hadn't slept much the night before. This morning, after doping myself up all day long after getting home from work and then sleeping...
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That Day Will Come

I've stopped believing that.

Seeking Some Advice

You'll find other opportunities for your residential future, but the opportunity to be brave and do the right thing in your gut for your self worth, the choice that builds your manhood, I would say is more valuable and more personally rewarding. You may lose out on something that you deserve - a nice, quick, easy treat, but your pride will be worth it.

At least, that's what I hope you do. I agree, though. It is a real toughie. In your shoes, I may not take my own advice, though I know I should.

It's All Fine

I actually am very grateful, moreso now after the fact than at the time, and the more I think on it, the luckier I feel. It adjusted my attitude as a pedestrian, actually, which I needed.

One New Ache Per Hour

I don't want to be here because nothing will ever come out of it. I never get actual help in these kind of matters. I'll either get fine on my own, or I suffer with whatever comes of it. Even if I went all the way to go through whatever recovery I'd potentially need to go through her insurance, I'm sure something would happen as always that prevents it from actually happening.

He can't believe no one stopped or called the cops. I can! It's the same reason why being here is pointless! It's the reason I'm waiting in here alone! It's the reason why I scared HER, why she didn't see me, why this is not my first time being hit by a car. I'm the type that people hurt, not help, if I'm not right out invisible.

No Which Way Up

Say you dedicated a huge part of yourself to dance for all of your life, then suddenly, you have an accident and are no longer able to dance again. There are more things to life than dancing, but it's going to take awhile to accept, adjust, and figure out another life. And, in the meantime, if you find something that almost feels like dancing, could almost be if you can just fool your mind enough, though deep down you know it's not dancing and never will be, it's temporarily easier and exciting to indulge in it rather than tough the reality out.

I'll get there, eventually. Sorry it's annoying.
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