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Donkisot..Îmalardan, ithaflardan, itham ve itiraflardan nefret ediyorum. Gerçi itiraflar yeri geldiğinde eğlenceli olabiliyor fakat ben genel zaman içerisinde hoşnut değilim bunlardan pek. Ego kelimesini ağzınıza sakız yapmanızın bir anlamı yok bana kalırsa. Her haliyle güzeldir bazı şeyler. Onları her haliyle sevemediğiniz zaman bu yanlızca sizlerin sorunudur. Aynaya bakıp rujunuzu dağıtın. Veya elinize makas alıp saçlarınızı kesin tutamlarca. Ya da kendinize tokat atın. Üzerine sigara yakı Donkisot..
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Simply Misty MorningThe early morning rise with only a glance of what little light there was to see through. All the mystic fog, of the day. The waters in the bay just seemed so calm and collective. Yet as the water withers far from the surface of the soft damp sand, the bay with nothing, not even a slight swift breeze could ever over churl the surface of the water. Yet from that distance I sit watching the bay from far above. The waters not dare move the slightest inch, though the water still swept from the sandy feet of the ground. The water in the bay yet so still that neither I nor anyone would tell that the flat misty surface that lie ahead of us was the ca Simply Misty Morning
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thought.Your a silly girl. You've known what your doing for a very long time. Yet you haven't been able to bring yourself to let go, give up. You've found a way to live your life meanwhile having that worry in the back of your mind for years now. No one seems to fully understand the predicament your in (and in your mind it isnt a predicament at all, its a blessing.) So therefore you dont think your doing the wrong thing. I dont think you are either. Its not wrong, because its love. You think maybe sometime soon everything you've done will be worth it. And maybe some day it will. Maybe some day the reasons for the things you've done will make sense. Y thought.
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What is a Friend?What is a friend? Is it a person you can trust? Is it a person who will be there for you?   
No,it is a person who can destroy your life and crush your heart if you let them know your secrets and open your heart to them.....but that is only the back-stabbing kind of friends.   
Now for the real kind of friends.Your real friends will always be their for you when your in the hospital in a life threatening situation. Your real friends will protect when your getting beaten to a bloody pulp. Your friends will always be their to help you out when your down in the dumps and your heart has been broken.   
Sometimes even What is a Friend?
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Cumleler 4.."Baba" kelimesi. Yazıldığı gibi okunuyor evet. Fakat herkes için farklı bir anlamı var sanırım. Benim için ne anlama geldiğini hiç bir zaman, hiç kimse bilmeyecek. Sadece anlattıklarım kadarını biliyorsunuz, anlattığım kadar bileceksiniz. Çekin pis ellerinizi. Yeterince kirliyiz biz zaten. Cumleler 4..
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Weird ass dreamI had a dream the other night and this is how it went.....  "AHEM"  I was sleeping in a cabin on the top bink and for some reason it was with Andres (my so called crush....KATIE DONT SAY A THING!!!!!) So then I had to use the bathroom and then i woke him up and said "Andres Andres Wake up I gotta go to the bathroom!!!" he woke up and said "Then go to the bathroom" "But I dont wanna go alone!Please come with me!" so then I got off the bed and then he got off the bed.I was jumping uup and down because I really had to go.Andres went to get pants.Then I said"Come on Andres!!! I GOTTA GO!!!" then he said "Wait I gotta put on some pants" Weird ass dream
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How To Find a Really Good Bookand Other Book-Rental Woes   
Genre: Fantasy   
I was at the Library today. I must confess that I now find the library a tad depressing. For one thing, it never is open the day I would like and on the days that it is the hours never seem to be sensible.   
Why have a Library if it is never open?   
Years ago, when I was not yet in High School let alone College, I would enter the Library with the general happiness of a child ready to throw themselves at the ice-cream bar, cookie-dough included. Despite my best attempts to waylay the incessant chatting of exited voices in my head, Pick me! Pick me!, I wou How To Find a Really Good Book
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Random Thoughts Of ProseDeath was no longer an old man she could beg for mercy or negotiate with about postponement.  After death had come so close, she had lost all her notions about that unmerciful reaper who had followed her from childhood.  She no longer saw a thin, cape clad figure, a death's head in the dark beneath the hood, an imperious bony hand stretched out, a scythe that lay ready to harvest life's crop.  Now death was dissolved, formless.  Flowed quietly as a dark river away from her naked anguish. Random Thoughts Of Prose
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Rant against RacismI was browsing around DA for some dragon pics when I came across this one picture. In the commentaries there was an person who's icon caught my attention. It had an image of a gun pointed to an african americans head.   
I have seen many sad things but this is just unacceptable. People use common sense:  +people do not choose from where they are born  +they do not choose who their ancestors are  +they do not choose what "color" of skin they are   
Just think, why would you be prejudice about someone? Where is the point in that? What do you gain from hating another what you so call "race"?   
We are Rant against Racism
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