Like the hot-headed fury that smashed white knuckles against a two-toned gray frustration that comes from inconsistency. Just work, damn it.
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This is a blog from when I was 18-19. I no longer write in it but still enjoy looking through it. Thus it is still here. In many ways I am now different, in many ways I am not.
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This is such a great phrase. Remember how you used to think that you didn't like to read and write, and I told you it was because you were reading the wrong things...and that you weren't writing about the right things. Now look at you...quite a writer.
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