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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Friday, July 31, 2009
hello hello. okay i think blogger's being kinda assish. school today was fine. yeah hazel i'm extrememly tired. recess was uhh.. idk. macs after school. "bye coconuts!" HAHA EUGENE WHY YOU GRADUATE SO FAST I WANNA LAUGH AT YOU. saw ernest at school bus stop. MUAHAHAHA I'M GONNA SABO YOU AGAIN. :D friendly. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. bye. |