When I was a child I was taught to love my neighber, in fact of faith, hope and love the greatest is love. I was also taught that I should question everything. I often think I should curse my parents for instilling that second value, ignorance was in many ways bliss.
Friday, May 20, 2005
waves break breaking me tellme just whyit is over and around and over again fucking STOP change bebeingbeenbecome become become fuckinggrow Evolve expand
EXPLODE
LOVE
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Freedom of expression is a beautiful thing. Don't stop the poetry, okay?
I am a single dad, single mom, all rolled into one. I am studying psychology and communication, with a smattering of international studies thrown in the mix, at WMU. I am the mentally ill parent of two beautiful boys, both of whom have their own issues with mental illness. And I frequently use strong language. If you are not comfortably with that, this is probably not the place for you.
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Freedom of expression is a beautiful thing. Don't stop the poetry, okay?
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