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Did you know? Hospitals in British Columbia refuse to help you if you're injured a dental surgery.

Let live.

Let die, and move into good bye. Lost is a very simple equal understanding, fulfilled equality, reaching arms, giving of heart, mind, body and soul. Today this is seen as very silly dangerous weakness, those you act as monk are treated and tested as a chump. Why, do we all hate so equally, and love so not at all unless it be love of money, sex and power. Does that ring true of the trinity of a loving emphatic God thinking on betterment improved travel and enlightenment, no that's right. (Unless you said yes as an sarcastic tone, than enjoy here for ever it's always going to be busy.)They sound like principals of the devil I'd say, what's the devil got to do with it(Tiny Turner should of penned that) nothing except that the devil is not a him/her or being of entity or type at all. It's in the details all right. The details are that there is no one thing, with out understanding of it's opposite(For every action there is an equal and opposite, reaction) so the devilish details are understanding it came to be. Whatever philosophical ideas aside. We are living contrary to a plan it's not ours, it's theirs. We will be held to a standard a measurable result by which we are said to be worthy or of graduation, or repetitive, redundant reincarnation. Move into the light or stay behind and learn to escape the dark. We are losing as an entire group now,this is a possibly very destructive way to an unimaginable out come (Noah) the sickness is investing every single individual. So I can help but wonder how that wrong will be fixed. So maybe it's time to think existentially of our existence. Or we may be eradicated as a whole. I confess that really scares me!

Truly!

I wish it was a path you were willing to travel, not just look at at times admire it's plentiful fruit baring qualities. Yet at other times, you'll view this road through scolding lens, fill your consciousness in judgment and show your heart an entirely different very ugly perspective. I love you, you are my one and only true heart, but I feel like you take the love I have for another to mean the same as the love I have for you. Yes I love her she and I were close, no it does not translate to in love that has run it's course and finished with an not able to maintain outcome. If you were able to ask her I do not doubt she'd speak the same tone if truthful. We had a special love it was connected, but i Took an axe to it and everything fell apart. Too much bad feelings hurtfully spoken words, filled in a open heart with un-breakable concrete. So now I see the same stupid wall that killed love last time out my windshield approaching fast with the same death, disassociation and end of feeling as before. I'm saddened to my core I was attempting to reach out to someone somewhere anywhere. I can not understand it am unable to quantify the numbers. I have asked total strangers silly desperate questions. Yes I also have gotten pretty good at spotting both sides spies. I love and care if she is ok. She showed me true caring love when everyone else was hoping I'd fall from the ledge to my death. Now I find myself twisted in the same way in a very different situation but I know she is the ONE! I'm dying a little each day, on a very steady road to death, that is my chronic sentence for being a stupid scared child. No excuse when your a man, I growing up I fear with tears it not or hasn't been fast enough. Sweetheart your my heart it's yours for now. You should trust the loyal and unyielding will of this heart to your truth. I have done nothing to show you it's a liar. I remember when I'd be gone awhile how nice it was to return and see you sitting by yourself almost waiting. It was touching there are many reason ilu that's but one of a thousand. I have not been able to speak to this truth because of it's taboo nature. Please understand please don't suffocate my heart to others, it's only truly tied to you, but the inability to trust is untying the bond. Imu every day for some what of a month I think it's be the coldest loneliest of my days

Is it just me? Please say it's not

Maybe this isn't the best place to say this but am I the only person that multiple times a day mutters to their self .. "what's wrong with people?" Why is it business people can't do professional business?

So many broken hearts

It seems that the legions of broken-hearted people are all posting here lately. In a way it’s nice to know that I’m not alone, but it’s also tempting to wonder if any of the posts are about me. I know the odds aren’t great but I so wish that the person I miss would be missing me too. I only wanted to know for sure that I mattered enough for him to be willing to risk being vulnerable, so that’s why it can’t be me doing the contacting again. It has to come from him this time. Keeping my fingers crossed and sending this lonely wish out into the universe.....

I always hit the off button

Whenever i heard Bill Cosby, Jian Gomessy, Barbra Steisand ... Couldn't stand the sound of their voice ... just instinct i guess

How It Ends

Can a disaster movie be a fantasy? Absolutely. There are less than four dozen people that I care about on this entire continent. And maybe in the whole universe. On balance, that doesn't outweigh the demerits of everyone else. The results speak for themselves. And with the consumerist culture here, the event would actually undo the environmental damage of the last two centuries, when averaged out over the planet. In this context, Lil'Kim is not scary at all. Rather inviting, actually. Bring it on, Rocket Man. And even when it kills me, as it almost certainly would, I'd die smiling. Not a prepper. Thanos was right.

It's finally over

Now you can pretend you're something else to someone else... until you get bored, because you're boring.

I SAW YOU

Cutie in blue at Canadian Tire

I was a little lost trying to find someone to help me and then I saw you smiling at me, and for a...

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