Not sure what I am afraid of. It's like the fear of your own reflection. We really have to get over it. More reason to when you are no longer getting called from igroup now. You got to move on to the next thing. Not to think too much or focus on one thing as often the bottom falls out from you. Utter disappointment sets in and never fails on that end. It's at least something you can count on.
It wasn't so bad, though I wished I had some time to ask a question or two. It seemed kind of brief.
The first in the line of what's to come usually don't work out. Not sure what went wrong. Maybe I needed to lie out of my teeth more or maybe they are just better at it than I am at it. Well, they suck anyways. Stupid white people.
Bitter Sweet Memories
The Road to Hell is Paved with Good Intensions
Cherish everything even if you don't possess it
How many times can I break till I shatter
The door to my heart is open to you
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