WOW I STILL CANT BELIEVE I STILL RECOGNIZED HIM THROUGH ALL THESE YEARS!

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Ever talked too much, & felt tired afterwards?

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Have you ever wondered whether you can create something imperishable? Have you ever wanted? Have you ever questioned how on Earth out of a gazillion impressive combination of alphabets, were you stuck with what you have now? Did you ever blame somebody else for your misfits or your traits that landed on your lap like a dark curse awaiting to be unfold in order to succumb you into morose &sins? Have you ever looked at someone &instantaneously disliked her because she had tattoos or spoke like an imbecile or because she doesn't dress well or that she has a set of teeth tt is not straight or that she wasn't popular?

Well, think again.

Social placement have been by far, the most influential state of mind and desire that, lets fairly give credit to who else, but the government &the upper class. Forget the poor, or innocent children, or common robotic citizens, but fact slap, all of humanity want things to go their way, yet not all can demand so. Intelligence in some are gifted, some seek it out like diamonds in the rust because they refuse to be kicked around with stupor and moo like cows, while some stood on a rocky share of experience that intelligence do not exist but only of pure manipulation when the rest were brought to their destiny by giving in to the winds, and to their learned-helplessness. The intelligent, or should I say, the manipulative, have skills like an alchemist to adorn words &speeches out of nothing to dominate the weak into believing we're all the same when they never once considered so.

But we are all the same. Only the difference in color which we could all blame on a mishap of pigmentation because indirectly, we were gifted with emancipation to practice viewing things in colors, &not only of one. &If you still aren't assured, recap OUR family tree, the first few cavemen, although ugly, unshaven, &barbaric, are our forefathers. So we should get together sometime, share some good hugs &laugh off the family history and vicious jokes that we have taken too seriously &beg each other to stop the racist crap and look ahead with calamity of mother theresa's undisclosed affection &clarity of buddha.

To mark things off, we were the victim of modern, canny monarchy which lives among us, unconsciously hailed even though we think we are independent, strong &not easily influenced because we have supported roots of good education. If you think you're a sovereign thinker, think again. Or is it just because you're good with words? There's a fine line. &Not knowing doesn't give you an upper hand, it gives people more reason to be conquered.

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Your absence has gone through me

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Outside four walls.

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THAT WAS HELL OF A NIGHT!!

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Try googleing your name, not the full, just the common name.

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Suzanne, "when will you go les?"

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There are certain people, no matter how nice or talkative or popular, you just wont prefer to be around with. Have you remembered being a reasonable person &when a bunch of people appear &crossed your line, you just lost your composure? Problem is, you're not see through, nor are they, &sometimes when you over examine, you're no less of an idiot cause you had progressed to being so judgmental, it's disgusting. How can you prove yourself to be a believer &influence ppl to if you're so critical?

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You say fuck like you know no other words.

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In our darkest hour, in my deepest despair, will you still care? Will you still be there? In my trials &tribulations, through our doubts &frustrations, in my violence, in my turbulence, in my fear &my confessions, in my anguish &in my pain, through my joy &my sorrow, could you still promise to love me tomorrow?

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If we can forgive what’s been done to us, if we can forgive what we’ve done to others. If we can leave all of our stories behind, our being victims and villains - only then can we maybe rescue the world. But we still wait here, while we’re still victims, waiting to be saved. Waiting to be discovered while we suffer.

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I'm scared.