..black..

I can't write well anymore. I think I might be sick. Like mentally ill, sick. There really isn't much else I can do to explain this dark place I live. I'd give anything to quit my job, I have been feeling this way for a while I know but I can't live the lie anymore.... Continue Reading →

..direction..

We hardly ever realize that we can cut anything out of our lives, anytime, in the blink of an eye. All of us, whether or not we are warriors, have a cubic centimeter of chance that pops out in front of our eyes from time to time. The difference between an average man and a... Continue Reading →

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