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rely on me.
i'm your soul.

Your photo 

here.

The facts expressed here belong to everybody, the opinions to me. The distinction is yours to draw...

strike out.

I want you
I wanna be rich too

hearts talking.

Cbox recomended, perhaps w counter.

alternative exits.

my mother
my sister
my friend
my puppy

my days, not yours.

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thank you.

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Monday, February 19, 2007

We live in a world of worst case scenarios. We cut ourselves off from hoping from the best because too many times the best doesnt happen.
but every now and then something extraodinary occurs.
And suddenly, best case scenarios seem possible
and every now and then something amazing happen.

? 9:01 PM



No one believes their lives turn out just kinda ok.
We all think we're going to be great.
And from the day we decide to be somebody, we are filled with expectationss.
Expectations of the trail we will blazes, the people we will help, the difference we will make
Great expectations of who we will be, where we will go,
And then, we get there...

We all think we're going to be great.
And we feel a little bit robbed when our expectations aren't met.
But sometimes our expectations sell us short.
Sometimes the expected simply pales in comparison to the unexpected.
You got to wonder why we cling to our expectations because the expected is just what keeps us steady, standing....still.
The expected, just the beginning, the unexpectated is what changes our lives.

? 8:47 PM



First, do no harm but harm happens.
And the guilt happen and there's no manual on how to deal with that.
Guilt never goes anywhere on its own.
It brings its friends, doubt and insecurity.
Do no harm. Easier said than done.
The fact is most of us do harm all the time.
Sometimes even when we're trying to help, we do more harm than good.
And then the guilt rears its ugly head.
What you do with the guilt is up to you.
We're left with a choice
Either let the guilt throw you back into the behaviour that got you into trouble in the first place
Or learn from the guilt
And do your best to move on.

? 3:07 PM