

Pain I SeeIt doesn’t seem fair To go through the pain I’d tell you to stop I would tell you to go But I couldn’t bear The thought of youPain I See
Standing next to her The thought of you learning To be free And knowing that us Wasn’t meant to be
It’s not fair To know the truth That I can never have you


i am a rainy day.infuriated yet calm at the same time. nostalgic and depressive and filled with both cold and wasted passion. dying flowers, stinging wounds, fading dreams. i am the gray. i am the first lone drop that slides down the foggy windowpane, and the torrential downpour that follows. i am the hazy memories of rainy days past and the bitter regret of moments lost. i am empty. i am full. i love and i destroy.i am a rainy day.


how the ladybug got its spots.A Cautionary Tale: For those who don’t know their place, wish to create their own universe, or believe that compromise solves everythinghow the ladybug got its spots.
When the almighty Sun God decided to get off his lazy butt and finally create the world and everything in it, he figured he ought to draw up a blue print and discuss it with his fellow divine beings first. This proved to be a pretty lame decision on his part, as his attempt at civilized discussion failed miserably and ultimately ended in a God-awful fistfight. “We should give them wills of their own!” Shouted the Thought God. &nbs
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I reject your reality and substitute my own
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I reject your reality and substitute my own
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I reject your reality and substitute my own
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I reject your reality and substitute my own
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