at some point we all have to choose not to believe a believable lie, or else we will live with it, then in the end… choose to leave it anyway… such a waste of time don’t you think?
"freedom of speech is the process of knowing who the real assholes are!"
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Wyrding & Existenz
Learning the importance of self-worth
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