sometimes, it's not about how many lives you've changed, but how much change you've brought into their lives. it's not about how many you've fed, but how many you've taught to feed themselves.
really, it's not just the numbers. it's about sustainability.
random musings on random things at random hours. do not take seriously, or personally. WARNING: posts may be cryptic, so if you think it's about you, it probably isn't.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
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darkness
there is no single point of trauma that I can think of to explain how or why i react the way that i do. we were never poor, i was never mole...
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what I’m listening to: Cannonball : Damien Rice Take Me Away : Lifehouse What I’m feeling now: confused, angry, sad, tired, slee...
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While my roommates are still in slumberland, I decided to write this blog entry. So yeah. AAAAnyway. Funny story. This morning, after ha...
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Isn’t it funny how certain people read too much into body language or words or even simple text messages? Isn’t it equally as hilarious when...