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dear sir,
the trees out there-
they take your waste,
your carbon dioxide,
and through every effort,
every process they've developed
over the past millions of years,
turn it into beautiful
oxygen for you
to breathe
& live.

what
service
did
you
ever
perform
for
them
in
exchange
for
that?
this is for uncle tom,
the capitalistic *******.
Maybe that's the problem. I've read all the fairy tales, the poems, the books, and watched too many romantic movies to recognize what real love is when it comes calling.
I know we would be great, but I'm not sure it's love or not.
The moment she realized she had taken back her happiness was one of the greatest moments of her life. The light shined in and her soul, heart, and mind melded together rejoicing in the fact that they were finally on the same page.
I am finally truly content with life.
The fireworks she truly wanted to see were the ones that went off every time they were together.
Happy Fourth everyone!
She loved the feeling when a tattoo needle pierced her skin. The physical pain was nothing compared to the mental anguish swirling in her soul. Strangely enough, being stabbed hundreds of times was the most relaxed she ever felt in her life.
Even though I didn't get a new tattoo today, I got a new piercing. For me the release of that physical pain helps with my mental and emotional pain. Crazy as it sounds it works and calms me down.
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