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By Anonymous

Remember when we used to laugh over the stupidest thing? Remember the sleepover where we stayed up all night? Remember all the times we promised each other? most importantly do...

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By kell BRONZE
Chicago, Illinois
kell BRONZE, Chicago, Illinois
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"broken people dont hide from their monsters. broken people let themselves be eaten." - francesca zappia

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By vmogy13 BRONZE
Prospect, Connecticut
vmogy13 BRONZE, Prospect, Connecticut
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By Tanvi-Jeph PLATINUM
Delhi, Other
Tanvi-Jeph PLATINUM, Delhi, Other
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By ZAM0201 SILVER
Bloomfield Hills, Michigan
ZAM0201 SILVER, Bloomfield Hills, Michigan
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By ZAM0201 SILVER
Bloomfield Hills, Michigan
ZAM0201 SILVER, Bloomfield Hills, Michigan
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By unichama GOLD
Buffalo Grove, Illinois
unichama GOLD, Buffalo Grove, Illinois
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Thoughts are boxes; people are spheres. One may view a box from at most six angles, while spheres are constrained only by infinity—yet, those living within humanity's limits prefer to put spheres in boxes rather than to recognize their individuality. If a psychic epidemic were to once again, we can ascertain that humanity will look the other way in favor of mundane things rather than that and those surrounding us. The biggest dream is that which is not realized.

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By unichama GOLD
Buffalo Grove, Illinois
unichama GOLD, Buffalo Grove, Illinois
10 articles 0 photos 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
Thoughts are boxes; people are spheres. One may view a box from at most six angles, while spheres are constrained only by infinity—yet, those living within humanity's limits prefer to put spheres in boxes rather than to recognize their individuality. If a psychic epidemic were to once again, we can ascertain that humanity will look the other way in favor of mundane things rather than that and those surrounding us. The biggest dream is that which is not realized.

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By Anonymous