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Enduring philosophies and favorite quotes

show me what you do, and I’ll tell you what you believe.

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unknown author
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Playlist pieces

Rise up, higher
hear the sound of your own dreams

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Operatica - Shine

Where’s your treasure, where’s your hope if you get the world but lose your soul..
We are not infinite, we are not permanent.. nothing’s immediate.
We’re so confident in our accomplishments.. look at how dark it is.
We got information in the information age, but do we know what life is..?
She said he said live like no tomorrow..

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Switchfoot - Gone
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15 April 2009 Wednesday

slated in moments, ridiculi at 9:09 pm

me: what?
him: you heard me.
me: .. are you trying to provoke me?
him: what difference does it make?
me: …
… O_o

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15 July 2008 Tuesday

you are the happy

slated in ridiculi, words at 8:01 pm

“You are the happy.”

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15 May 2008 Thursday

The Pink Tie

slated in moments, ridiculi at 4:13 pm

me: It’s pink.

Dad: It’s not pink.

me: It’s a very elegant pink tie.

Dad: It’s not a pink tie!

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16 April 2008 Wednesday

slated in ridiculi, memories at 10:55 pm

J: You walk fast for a girl with little legs. (says the woman who’s probably six feet tall)
me: I had to learn to keep from being trampled in middle school.
J: Hahaha
me: … It wasn’t funny at the time…

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