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on Dec 24, 2015 11:15:22 GMT
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Hi Mogo
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on Dec 24, 2015 11:42:10 GMT
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Hello shiny! !!!!!!!!
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on Dec 24, 2015 12:10:44 GMT
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Mogo! I am so glad that you are here. Now the party can start! :party
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on Dec 24, 2015 12:22:10 GMT
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Mogo tell us a story
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on Dec 24, 2015 12:37:41 GMT
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As I looked into her eyes I saw an all too familiar face, but that face was not her's. This was the face of sorrow I have seen on so many, the face that she would never show the world, the face that looked right at me and destroyed me. I can't say if I reacted in a moment or lifetime as I struggled to take her in my arms and reassure her that her world hadn't ended in this moment. The sight of somebody who was always so strong and sure of herself was now showing all the pain she buried deep inside her and it broke my heart. I hold her tightly and stroke her hair, this is not the time for words, not yet, but when the time came would I have anything so important to say? Anything to contain her greif? Anything sincere and meaningful? I would never expect how much that moment would live on with me or how a kiss coukd begin to heal such a great ous wound but I feel closer to her for that moment. After all not many see her outside of her armor, not many see her feel so much pain, but I did.
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on Dec 24, 2015 12:38:17 GMT
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I have started the party with my story yes?
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on Dec 24, 2015 12:41:34 GMT
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Damn son.
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on Dec 24, 2015 12:42:33 GMT
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You didn't specify story criteria
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on Dec 24, 2015 12:43:03 GMT
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I know that was just deep
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on Dec 24, 2015 12:44:39 GMT
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I found a writing groove a couple years ago, it's sad or angry
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on Dec 24, 2015 19:25:45 GMT
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MONGO
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on Dec 25, 2015 2:05:04 GMT
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Weegeeeeeer
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on Dec 27, 2015 15:23:24 GMT
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Mogo that was a good sad story, so I'm going to balance it out with a happy story:
I die every day at dawn. I never miss it, because it is the most invigorating feeling that I have ever known. No longer am I bound by my worries, burdens, sorrows, and stresses. My problems are still there, of course; even death cannot take these away. When I die I am no longer a slave to my problems; they have no power here. I'm standing at the river, watching the sun slowly rise, its bright colors and gentle heat chasing away the night and ushering in the new day. This is my ritual: standing at the river, watching the sunrise. With each new sunrise, the person that I was the day before ceases to exist and a new version of me is born. It is true that this new person inherits from the old me: habits, problems, joys, sorrows, friends, enemies, all of it. As I watch the sunrise, none of that matters. All that I can think of is the beauty in this gift, the gift of a new day, a new chance, a new life. Today all things are possible. Today I am invincible.
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on Jan 4, 2016 21:51:16 GMT
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this doesnt seam like a happy story to me amos
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