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Know that I know Failure is unstoppable The situation is never unlosable Trust me, I'm already the biggest loser you know How did I get over here? Where do I go from there? I don't know How deep can shallow go? That's probably something you should know Terminal velocity, terminal illness, hospitality's critical There's only so fast shit'll flow Don't you worry though I'll find the lowest low Thee frequency is what's incredible Watch me make the possible impossible The predictable shockingly unpredictable Knowing is half the battle A cartoon told me so Still waiting for it to help slow the fall though ©2024
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May 17, 2024
May 17, 2024 at 6:58 PM UTC
~•§•~ Just Know that I Know ~•§•~
The date was 15 August 1947, And India became a dominion of the Crown. It remained so until 26 January 1950, When India became a Democratic Republic. So, it was not before 26 January 1950, When India became completely independent. And they eulogise the bald old man, As if it was only his non-violence. No, credit it to the Azad Hind Fauj, And more so to the broken British economy after the Second World War. Correct me if you know better, Take care to be mild. To your words, apply some butter, Do not be so wild. Discussions are open.
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Oct 29, 2021
Oct 29, 2021 at 1:01 PM UTC
1947
_Expectation):-main cause of sorrow and pain! I was so simple. All the happiness of life was in my pocket. I thought the whole world was like me. But there is nothing like this, Everyone is self-employed here. Everything is change As of yesterday, The people who have said themselves have changed I was so simple, But now i feel like compound or complex, Due to expectation. So, Expectation):-main cause of sorrow and pain!_
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Jul 31, 2020
Jul 31, 2020 at 11:18 AM UTC
Expectation):-Cause of sorrow and pain.
Our biggest mistake is We want badly to find Love that is true and real So we let ourselves grow blind
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May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 6:34 PM UTC
Love Is Blind
I realized recently That my biggest fear Is Living a boring life. Not necessarily a life full of regret, But a life in which I never built my own door of opportunity, Picked the lock And stepped inside. A life in which I never took the risks I knew I had to, If I wanted even the chance Of becoming a singer, Actress, Comedian. Not that I mind the regular route, But that one is already barely guaranteed in the first place. I don’t even know what job I’d enjoy. How can I continue like this? Not knowing if I’ll be okay at the job I’m studying for. Living comfortably is a luxury these days. What if I’m not cut out for commission work? I’m terrified. It could all be a waste. I just want to coast if I can’t be happy. But what if coasting isn’t an option? What if just managing isn’t an option? What if I can’t do it? The whole point is to find a better job, one where I rarely cry because I’m trying my best and it just isn’t good enough. I hate this misconception, that Millennials are lazy. I’ve worked my *** off, and I will continue to because that is required to survive. I’ve worked harder at my minimum wage job than many at their 60k a year plus benefits. I’m just worried that I’m making the wrong choices, Because there is information I just cannot know as of yet. And I could have set myself up for the best, right now. But I don’t know what that is.
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Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 2:24 AM UTC
Biggest Fear
if there ever is a time that the world seems so small just remember you are the biggest part of it all
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Jul 9, 2017
Jul 9, 2017 at 4:49 PM UTC
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"What I'm doing" lowest in the power biggest in the fear "O que eu estou fazendo" menor no poder maior no medo
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Sep 13, 2016
Sep 13, 2016 at 9:09 AM UTC
Untitled
My mouth is big, But so is my heart. Don't let that, Make you fall apart..
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 5:30 AM UTC
The Biggest Heart
I knew how I've felt and its not your fault... You did love me best, but I thought all wrong. I didn't have faith enough to believe- you'd really do all you've promised me. I didn't know the magnitude of your feeling for me, nor could Imagine someone like you can really want to be with me. Forever you'd say & I never understood, couldn't fathom it, not after all the bitterness in my life. Someone like you whose always looking at the positives, where I've only focused on the negatives. I didn't know that you'd show me all the possibilities there was to being loved so completely! My hurt consumed me, I never saw you, not in the way you've needed me to. Too consumed in my own bitter resentments to reflect on the agony being inflected upon you so much so, that I've dissipated whatever it were we could of be and had! All I could do was hoard the love you've given, selfishly cling to it and store it away. Never did I allow myself to return the favors of your endearments, I wasn't able to, my blindness and hurtful neglect wouldn't allow me to cave in. You knew, I came broken, confused, lonely & so used knew too, I'd been dealt poorly & left beaten, bruised inside, well as out, I couldn't risk another let down or set back. My mind, nor my heart wouldn't be persuaded, I allowed my body to feed off your energy, allowed you to manifest within my flowery walls a safe heaven of ****** bliss. While I was retaining the very best parts of ME - away ..... Away from your longing soul and your beautiful wondrous heart. I didn't know how to let go of my past, I didn't understand the beauty of all that you possessed, someone like you wanted me for everything that I am, good, bad & the very worst parts of me. You didn't worry, long as you had me all the fibers of my being-- "He" ie (YOU) only wished to see me happy, in love and by your side. I can't blame you for letting go, I can't forget all the good times and memories we've shared. It may just be too late, yet I'd like to think one day, maybe next lifetime perhaps..... For now I'll say, how very sorry I am because even as the words left your lips, I failed to agree or really understand. Truth be told it couldn't be help. So I hope you'll forgive me, for I truly, wholeheartedly, honestly, mournfully - apologetically Didn't Know! Always Me Ayeshah ™ ®          K.A.C.L.N ©      All right reserved ® Copyright 1977 - Present
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Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC
DIDN'T KNOW!!!
I knew how I've felt and its not your fault... You did love me best, but I thought all wrong. I didn't have faith enough to believe- you'd really do all you've promised me. I didn't know the magnitude of your feeling for me, nor could Imagine someone like you can really want to be with me. Forever you'd say & I never understood, couldn't fathom it, not after all the bitterness in my life. Someone like you whose always looking at the positives, where I've only focused on the negatives. I didn't know that you'd show me all the possibilities there was to being loved so completely! My hurt consumed me, I never saw you, not in the way you've needed me to. Too consumed in my own bitter resentments to reflect on the agony being inflected upon you so much so, that I've dissipated whatever it were we could of be and had! All I could do was hoard the love you've given, selfishly cling to it and store it away. Never did I allow myself to return the favors of your endearments, I wasn't able to, my blindness and hurtful neglect wouldn't allow me to cave in. You knew, I came broken, confused, lonely & so used knew too, I'd been dealt poorly & left beaten, bruised inside, well as out, I couldn't risk another let down or set back. My mind, nor my heart wouldn't be persuaded, I allowed my body to feed off your energy, allowed you to manifest within my flowery walls a safe heaven of ****** bliss. While I was retaining the very best parts of ME - away ..... Away from your longing soul and your beautiful wondrous heart. I didn't know how to let go of my past, I didn't understand the beauty of all that you possessed, someone like you wanted me for everything that I am, good, bad & the very worst parts of me. You didn't worry, long as you had me all the fibers of my being-- "He" ie (YOU) only wished to see me happy, in love and by your side. I can't blame you for letting go, I can't forget all the good times and memories we've shared. It may just be too late, yet I'd like to think one day, maybe next lifetime perhaps..... For now I'll say, how very sorry I am because even as the words left your lips, I failed to agree or really understand. Truth be told it couldn't be help. So I hope you'll forgive me, for I truly, wholeheartedly, honestly, mournfully - apologetically Didn't Know! Always Me Ayeshah ™ ®          K.A.C.L.N ©      All right reserved ® Copyright 1977 - Present
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There are times when I just want to destroy myself and cease to exist, but god **** it I just can't do it, because one day you might love me. And one day I may not see that crooked smile you have when you laugh or feel how your hand rests on my thigh when we're together. One of the best nights of my life was when you cuddled my thighs and told me about how afraid you were of waking up without love for the person you shared your bed with. And as much as I loathe myself or depreciate who I am as a person, nothing to me would be as cruel, than to take you away from me. Because when I'm at work smoking my last cigarette of my shift and you ask me how my day was, I've never felt so genuinely content in my life, knowing that someone like you cares about me.
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 5:09 AM UTC
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Hallucinating Bureaucracies and auditory Hallucinations : When the voice in your head speaks when you don't want it to, to head's of State not present. I could snuggle in bed if I wanted to, but I've got to orchestrate and reorganize the Clinton dowry. It started outright with trying on a purple, yellow, and blue button down shirt that had Scabies in the sleeve- and now you're all going to know why Mr. and Mrs. Obama don't want to talk to me about potentially increasing livestock traffic across the Americas. I think could practice will follow from such a manure, I mean maneuver. I pick up 10 or so bottles of plastic single-serve water for consumption in my apartheid room. It's awful in here. The gold disappears from the mines, and even the hands I used to work with are blurring up in the twister, and as much as you call or don't call I have no business managing your intentions- only mine. Some barrge of women over thirty. But still there isn't a problem. The river is beginning to flood, and the fishery's stockpile is running low. Maybe we ought to empty out an African mass grave and fill it with blacklists of co-conspirators and then make a drake or a flume out of the narrow walkways between the cities. Then maybe we'll have water to last us through the dry season.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Where in the world is Sam in Hammond, Can Diego? Forklifting pillars, bribing monkeys, playing with his Mickey Mouse and Michelob, catching the taller, eighteen and up crowd catch the last car riding the rapid drop from Space Mountain through, "It's a Small World After All:" It's a world of laughter a world of tears, it's a world of hopes and a world of fears. There's so much that we share, that it's time we're aware- it's a small world after all." And then he takes the biggest gulp of water into his mouth that I've ever seen the man take, and he puts it in a small cooler that's strapped to the back of his calf, and he swears to me that the aeroplanes are going to come loop around, and when they do their glorious water-landing, he and I, or rather, the both of us, will be saved. Saved, hm? I don't even bother sharing insights or my insides. I quickly flash him the most-pod horrific a tryst that irons down a photo of Egon and I back in the Old City, what was it, Chicago, or something that very much sounded like Chicago. Could be totally awesome and I'll chime in that now is the time when we do our work best. That's all. Intrepid,
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May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 12:42 PM UTC
We Spare The Mouse, And No One Must Know
Hallucinating Bureaucracies and auditory Hallucinations : When the voice in your head speaks when you don't want it to, to head's of State not present. I could snuggle in bed if I wanted to, but I've got to orchestrate and reorganize the Clinton dowry. It started outright with trying on a purple, yellow, and blue button down shirt that had Scabies in the sleeve- and now you're all going to know why Mr. and Mrs. Obama don't want to talk to me about potentially increasing livestock traffic across the Americas. I think could practice will follow from such a manure, I mean maneuver. I pick up 10 or so bottles of plastic single-serve water for consumption in my apartheid room. It's awful in here. The gold disappears from the mines, and even the hands I used to work with are blurring up in the twister, and as much as you call or don't call I have no business managing your intentions- only mine. Some barrge of women over thirty. But still there isn't a problem. The river is beginning to flood, and the fishery's stockpile is running low. Maybe we ought to empty out an African mass grave and fill it with blacklists of co-conspirators and then make a drake or a flume out of the narrow walkways between the cities. Then maybe we'll have water to last us through the dry season.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Where in the world is Sam in Hammond, Can Diego? Forklifting pillars, bribing monkeys, playing with his Mickey Mouse and Michelob, catching the taller, eighteen and up crowd catch the last car riding the rapid drop from Space Mountain through, "It's a Small World After All:" It's a world of laughter a world of tears, it's a world of hopes and a world of fears. There's so much that we share, that it's time we're aware- it's a small world after all." And then he takes the biggest gulp of water into his mouth that I've ever seen the man take, and he puts it in a small cooler that's strapped to the back of his calf, and he swears to me that the aeroplanes are going to come loop around, and when they do their glorious water-landing, he and I, or rather, the both of us, will be saved. Saved, hm? I don't even bother sharing insights or my insides. I quickly flash him the most-pod horrific a tryst that irons down a photo of Egon and I back in the Old City, what was it, Chicago, or something that very much sounded like Chicago. Could be totally awesome and I'll chime in that now is the time when we do our work best. That's all. Intrepid,
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