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, April 27, 2009
Shut up and leave. Hello. Nicole, why can't people BE original?! Ah this is getting real pissing. When there isn't trouble, someone will CREATE trouble out of trivial things. And then they will leave the trouble there, and peolpe are supposed to solve it. And the cycle repeats itself. Irritating shietzxcsx. English now, talking about our reflections. Of all classes the school must shift ours. D: I think Michael Jackson's awesome. Beat it. :D Haha bye, I want listen to Mdm Surayah. :D Maths. /: |