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I picked up KPop from a Starcraft tribute video

Swallow my sorrow or feed it to GFP Tom. 

The things people throw out.

  • 1 week ago
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Today, it is Raining.

I look on and I realize that victory is inevitable, their victory is inevitable. I could be there with them on the battlefield. I could be at their sides defeating the enemies. I could be there in the cheering crowds. I could be with them in OUR triumph. But it wasn’t meant for me and I wasn’t meant for it. I chose a different path. I see that their success came without my presence or influence. I see that they can succeed without me. I’m different from all of them. I’m not meant for glory. But I am happy that at one point on this run, I was a part of them, that I did make a difference at some point. The fact remains, however, they have risen above me and I lost my spot here. I have money and I have life. I will find my way, with whatever is in my wallet and my loyal laptop. There is no time for tears or regrets. My decision is made. Goodbye. ***life.

  • 1 month ago
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Where did all the hope go?

  • 1 month ago
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Some one save me.

  • 2 months ago
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I do not like pain, but I do love the exhilaration

I have quite a few number of plushies for a guy

Why I own all these animals, I do not know why

Bless the animals that I did not collect

They would likely die from my neglect

My focus is lost in a world of words that don’t make sense

And the duties I shouldered fearing their consequence

So many wish they had my 20/20 vision sight

I would compromise it if they could see my fright

I’m labeled as no feeling, all surface

Behind the walls, I lost my purpose

It sucks, not understanding myself

Sucked more when I lost my wealth

Chemistry, chemistry… explain to me why a newspaper can block radiation. 

  • 3 months ago
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Why do I have the worst timing ever?

  • 4 months ago
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Mother’s Day for Christmas

I haven’t been home for the longest time. I thought I was detached from the place until I crumbled under my emotions when I came back today. I had no money left and barely enough money for a swipe but I managed to get home without hopping turnstiles. (thanks dante). Going back to the restaurant on a rainy day wasn’t pleasant, but out was home. Working next to my parents was still familiar to me. It was nice. When we closed and went home, my dad went straight to sleep from a tiring day, but my mom stayed up to do some extra chores. I stayed up with her and she started talking to me like she always does. But this time was different. I remember I used to think that it was going to be another one of her lectures; this time it felt like she was reaching out to me. I felt the burden on her heart as she combed her hair back with her fingers. Is she trying out a new look? She poured some of her heart out on me. I held it in my hands, and I wanted to cry. I realized how much I missed her after all this time. I will carry you just a you carried me as a child. I will show you Europe on a vacation. I will do something I love to do as my future. I will transcend my past, my circumstances, and my labels. I am proud to have you. I love you mom.

  • 5 months ago
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