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Jun 2018
I hear people speak of the pleasures of war. Funny how all who say that are kings or bystanders enjoying their freedom. I wish they were more careful with their words. People like myself who over hear them might get upset. It triggers a horrid reminder of the situations that presents itself to us everyday in the form of a “job”, no matter any of those feelings or thoughts..this is the life we are in. Ensure you give thanks for this life, if you see no reason then the fault is only in yourself. Know that when your time comes, don’t allow your heart to be filled with fear of death. Arrive at your death happy, maybe a little drunk, in love and late. Live your life to the fullest so when the time comes you are not scared and praying for more time to live life differently. Life in its simplest form is so much more enjoyable but we have built blockades of distractions for ourselves and we might never know. Life is no longer the goal, it’s whatever someone self perceived peak of happiness is, they are nostalgiac for something they’ve never had.
Kristyn
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Kristyn  25/F/TBD
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