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[primenumbers]

There was once a sullen glimmer of what my life could be. But... our dreams, hopes, and goals never seem to realize themselves as they should. The future isn't our fabrication, it's God's... and he has a sicker mind than all of us

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[empty_studios]

i'm sorry things are so bland right now
you know if you ever need a friend or a person to just be on the other end of the telephone you can always call me.
feel better.