I'm about to become enthrawled with work since it seems to be my main positive aura as usual.
On a side note, there's some quote that goes something like, "don't let the world make you hard, be soft"... Or something crazy. How is it possible to stand and witness, and write, and feel love- then toss it around like a sack of bricks. To forget to consider there's more than yourself involved. My image of love has been skewed from my example to my experience. It's hard not to become cynical, "hard", or filled with doubt.
Although the rest of my life seems to be mysteriously aligning almost too perfectly, im not ashamed to say that at this point all I'm sure of is... I've been putting my effort into these guys plucked straight from the official pile of pure asshole.
I think it's safe to say I won't be doing anymore of that nonsense.
Unless you're Chris Hemsworth. Then I might think about it...
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