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when i was younger,id ask myself"what is the meaning of life"believing it to be a profound questionas though id eventually arrive at an answersomething that…
when i was younger,id ask myself"what is the meaning of life"believing it to be a profound questionas though id eventually arrive at an answersomething that…
maybe years have passedand both of us have changedbut there's still a part of methat holds onto what was thereand i think you do tooyou'd…
it's so easy to imagine and see what isn't there creating fantastical stories that will never match reality my mind goes here as refuge to…
what is my purpose? I yell into the void waiting for a response but all I hear is the echo of my own voice
1. Why is it abnormal to get tattoos?2. To eat with our hands?3. To be homosexual?4. To be transgender? 5. Why are western religions such…
I have this perception of the world based on all of the experiences that I’ve had and realize that it is not fully complete. There…
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It seems like the older I get, the more complicated my problems become. Everything seems so much more significant, while the lines between right and…
There is a fine line between calling people out for their bullshit and staying quiet to keep the peace. I often find myself in situations…
Sometimes I find myself in conversations talking about what I would choose to do today if I knew I was going to die tomorrow. But…