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You ever have one of those days Where the world's weight sets Just a bit heavier on your shoulders As you try your best to meet Everyone's high standards, But you can't because all you are is failure; And you know that all you need Is to hear one person say, "Hey, you're doing great. It's hard; But I'm proud of you."? Ever have one of those days Where that's all you'll need in order to make it-- Just one person to be proud of you? Now I know you don't think much of me, So this may not mean much to you, But I think it should mean more Than anybody else's words: Well, I'm proud of you.
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Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 8:36 PM UTC
My Reflection's Pride
i honestly feel so difficult to write this i don't know if this is such a pep writings or is this just me forcing my mind to fight all the insecurities and deep sadness inside we we deserve everything in this life all the little things we deserve everything those things that make us feel alive make us happy peace comes all of the sudden just believe in that we will see better days where we'll not feel empty anymore no more heartbreaks no more promises no insecurities i'm not hypocriticalling myself we are same hear all of the happy songs but your soul keeps playing all of the sad songs everything is fake but i believe no more ache in the future fact just keep trying to love yourself more    more      more         the most
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Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 2:50 AM UTC
for the readers
click klack click klack click klack click klack klippity clop klippity clop klippity clop slap slip slap slip slap slip.   hello and welcome to the machine age where pink floyd your tour guide where human beings the laughing stock on the supposed creature comforts but in truth dependent on those big and little gadgets designed by the brainchildren of past and present.   civilization at the mercy of those trappings envisioned by wunderkinds that propelled the masses from labor yet now shackled to technology far removed from simple existence of yore when people used horse power as their chief form of locomotion in the bustling towns that inexorably spawned metropolises that birthed towering skyscrapers leading to potential fiascos by making civilization incumbent on factories generating gewgaws in tandem with industrial waste.   survival of numerous species (including that of man/womankind) hangs in the balance as population explodes beyond the capacity of planet earth to support such a burgeoning billions fold burst of **** sapiens filling every nook and cranny on this third rock from the sun foisting an inconvenient gory truth that catastrophe looms ever closer perching all living organisms ever closer to the brink of disaster and eventual extinction unless dramatic measures taken to manage reproduction.
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Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 6:42 PM UTC
o rotten machine world