AnotherOne

This is a beautiful town. But the people are so mean. We reflect what we are not, in some sort of facial reconstruction diversion. We pretend to be rotten, when we are not, we hide because everyone here does it. This town is absolutely beautiful. But the cars honk and the faces do not always smile and I have always noticed how beautiful this place was. And all that I liked about being here, but the people. The people have always been just more rude than I deemed necessary in most situations. I think we are trying to not be so bossy. I think we are trying to not be so needy. I think we are all faking and it is wasting so many of our times when things could have been so different.

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So I am watching Sabrina the Teenage Witch and I realize what happens to all of the information that we do not pay attention to. We mimic it back out. We project, what has been given that we do not enjoy. This could be an answer to sickness. If we did stop continuing the suffering we could actually heal each and every one of us.

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So what you say creates a ripple affect in the space that believes you like a child. And it morphs to what you say because it doesn’t know what it is either. Because this is a dream. And after this one another ensues but it really really listens to you.

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She got a check in the mail for five billion dollars. No return address. She cashed it and it went in. Not sure where it came from, hoping never to get in trouble for this. Buying a camper and setting a trip to Arizona. Buying a golden retriever and taking the boyfriend because he took a few days off. Being content and happy in the validity of life. It’s so much easier now. It’s so much simpler now. It’s so much the same but I see clearly the positivity right in front of me. It was always in front of me. A wedding proposal. And a huge wedding. My father walks me down the isle. My grandmother is here to see me married. Life made lemonade out of lemons. Thank god we made it.

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