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What can an individual know of drugs? While transcending only able to look in on the Id of themselves and not the out of said mental health. Sunken and sullen while witnessing the golden kingdom, an illusion of a fully realized sense of self, an identity never fully actualized in reality. And every day is the residual question of who you are reaffirmed as inconsistent by incessant use. Every day good habits become an active choice losing its voice, lost in the uproar of inactivity. Pursue in the aftermath of tragedy the multifaceted personality hiding behind the emotion-less catalyst.
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Dec 10, 2010
Dec 10, 2010 at 6:18 PM UTC
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What can an individual know of drugs? While transcending only able to look in on the Id of themselves and not the out of said mental health. Sunken and sullen while witnessing the golden kingdom, an illusion of a fully realized sense of self, an identity never fully actualized in reality. And every day is the residual question of who you are reaffirmed as inconsistent by incessant use. Every day good habits become an active choice losing its voice, lost in the uproar of inactivity. Pursue in the aftermath of tragedy the multifaceted personality hiding behind the emotion-less catalyst.
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Dec 10, 2010
Dec 10, 2010 at 6:18 PM UTC
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