you know what
I don't like my options right now. This is what you call ironic punishment for my years of being the black sheep. It's a test. I know it is. 10 weeks they say. I'm desperate.
One small step for Neil. Mighty fucking small.
One small step for Neil. Mighty fucking small.
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Please scroll down and read the poem. It helps.
http://theroaringinside.blogspot.ca/2012/08/clouds-and-kindness.html
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