That we meet in our middle way,
on our way back down to earth.
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Pamela 11071995
I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? Tagboard
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Monday, January 7, 2008
arlos.. long time no see. but this will only be a short post. so hiies! life in TKGS is ok-ok. although, the gals there are siao over guys. going all the way to the end of the field to see tkss boys play bball. freaks me out. anyways, missed my bus stop when s=coming home. then suddenly there was a whole big bunch of maris stella guys in fronta me. scary man. white white one. lol. then walked a long way bac home. dat's all, bbyes! |