A little ranting...

[burning_flame]

Everything you think you know about me...forget it.

This kind of comes from a long stream of deep meditations about people. Just the fact that people want to know about you but they don't really want to know you. Maybe its just me. I don't know if I exactly want to know me but sometimes I think I'm the only one who does. I guess I don't tell

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[anonymous]

I miss my teammates, my friends, my brothers. I miss my waking up and having my joints feel like they need oil and my muscles screaming that they've had enough movement. I miss pasta parties. I miss trying to make the younger kids vomit....