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Month: May 2003

In Search of Normality

Posted on May 20, 2003February 24, 2022 by KZ

Lately I haven’t had much to say. Most of what comes to mind is hardly worth committing even to the virtual page, and the thoughts that are actually worth sharing are probably better left unsaid for the moment. You could link this mental drought to a handful of things. Sometimes I wonder if I’m simply…

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Random Complaints (The “Things That Suck” List)

Posted on May 12, 2003February 23, 2022 by KZ

Oversleeping on a weekday and then subsequently hauling ass in order to attend a class that bores the hell out of you. 50 Cent. Seriously, he’s the most overrated thing since sliced bread. “I love you like a fat kid love cake.” Wow man, profound. I guess I can throw out all of my 2Pac…

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If people bring so much courage to this world the world has to kill them to break them, so of course it kills them. The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.~Ernest HemingwaySource: A Farewell to Arms
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