Monthly Archives: April 2011

All About Choice

I was raised to be a pessimist, see the glass half-empty, believe that no good deed goes unpunished, not trust anyone, always expect the worst in any situation, and live in fear. I’m tired of that shit. Self-realization has been … Continue reading

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