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Misanthropic sentiments are rising.
Maybe it's time to revert to being a hermit.
Shut out the world
And all of the complicated relations that come along with it.
Maybe it's time to find a small box
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Today, I am considering the construct of human relations and wondering if it is inevitably stuck in a master-slave dialectic. Is there a possibility for a master-master or slave-slave dialectic? Is it possible for there to ever be equality? Or are we destined to either serve and dictate in every relationship we share with another person be it a ( Read more... ) -
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I wish I could explode into a million little pieces, and each piece would jump off a million little ledges and in turn explode into a million more little pieces that'll find a million more little ledges to jump off and continue ad infinitum.
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"Today is
Today is
Today is quiet in my town."
Today, out of all days, I celebrate and live for you.
It has been hard trying to get over you,
the past 364 days might have been easier
but today, of all days, I celebrate another year
of you being gone,
of me being older.
Today, out of all days, I miss you even more.
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This is the first day of my life
I'm glad I didn't die before I met you.
Now I don't care I could go anywhere with you
And I'd probably be happy.
Bright Eyes
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