Emotionally torn, limb from limb. Quartered and drawn by hope, envy, and lust. What does one do, in these nights of clouded judgment? Do I tell her goodbye? Utter the words "Go with virtue"? Shall I hang on by tender heart-threads
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I'm attempting to audition for Twelfth of Never's open guitarist position, It'd be a great experience for me, let's hope it works out well. I'm also finishing work on my EMT-Basic/Paramedic classes, which is a major relief
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So here I sit at work, my legs sore from inactivity. Nights like these are ideal for simply thinking; and I've come to realize a few simple truths, few of which are actually interesting
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After researching my statements, my sources have only served to deepen my resolve, and harden my belief that the concept of inequality is not entirely a negative one
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