I'm ok. My jaw is not broken, neither is my nose. My pride on the other hand, quite damaged. My self esteem, bruized. My confidence in myself, well that's in the ICU
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SO, I feel a lot better. Besides a broken jaw and a part of me dying inside.
When you spend half of a period of time with one of your teeth in your tongue, and another in your cheek, it tends to give you a new perception on life. Though, you have the chance of living in fear.
I long for the day when I can go to the bathroom and not check my penis. No more looking down going, "C'mon now, what are you doing?" I miss being relaxed.
So the new stadium is SO close to the highway, many stray balls are gonna jump out and break many windows and cause many accidents. It's seriously like, "Highway wall here... 100 feet away, stadium
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