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Aug 2014
Life.

When you think about it, its pretty simple.

Just live it.

Nothing hard about that, right?

I mean, what's hard about being honest with yourself -- especially when you have a voice inside yourself, constantly reminding you, of who you are.

I wonder how life would be, if we all had that voice set to the same volume. My best friend, a 12 year old, overweight pitbull, named George doesn't hear very well anymore. So he can't hear someone calling his name -- warning him, or reminding him of good and bad.

I guess he has an excuse - what's yours?

I mean, we all have the voice right? It's called a conscious -- I call mine a pain in the ***, but he's always there.

I hear him loud and clear.

Do you?
Styles
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