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			<title>Some questions </title>
			<description>Just some thoughts</description>
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			<title>A thought </title>
			<description>Thoughts</description>
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			<title>Clarity </title>
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			<title>Mind</title>
			<description>Your thoughts flow like water in a creek, the pebbles of ambivalence that break the surface disrupt the perpetual flow of mental tranquility but with time the pebbles will smooth over and the natural rhythm will return once more.</description>
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			<title>N/A</title>
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			<description>i caused the break up of my own 2 year relationship. I'm an a*****e</description>
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			<title>rolling my own ciggarettes</title>
			<description>i never really knew what an addictive personality i had until i was 15. i was introduced to drugs at a very young age. my parents used to smoke weed when i was very young they still do to this day. i guess it never really occurred to them how it would impact me in the long run. i smoked my first cig..</description>
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			<title>papaer houses</title>
			<description>personal thoughts so if you disagree dont comment thank you.</description>
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			<title>I feel therefore I am</title>
			<description>I feel alone because I make myself that way. I'm a failure because I made myself that way. No one likes me because I think that way.I think that way because I'm ugly.I'm ugly because I covered myself in tattoos to feel beautiful.I don't feel beautiful because I feel alone.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/julius9609/1453821/</link>
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			<title>No one</title>
			<description>This isn't actually a story it's a song me and my band are working on, just wanted to post it</description>
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			<title>counting sheep</title>
			<description>some s**t thats going on in my life right now sadly</description>
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			<title>Passion</title>
			<description>I know I'm not the only one who feels they need to be alone, sometimes being alone feels like what is best. I figured out the hard way that forcing myself into depression over Angelica made me a shut in. I stopped hanging out with everyone, even abel he would always call me and offer the same reme..</description>
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			<title>Heavy eyes and uneasy hearts</title>
			<description>It's pretty rough hearing your friends put you down when you feel like you're in love. After I saw the supposed love of my life in the car with my best friend holding hands I called abel. As always he brought me a pack of cigarettes and a few pills to hold me off till the next morning, he knew I c..</description>
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			<title>Ave A and Third</title>
			<description>Have you ever just took a vyavanse and smoked cigarettes all night? It goes one of two ways. You either stay up all night and burn through your whole pack asking what just happened and will I sleep? Or you stare at your phone screen waiting for that name to pop up. Well let me tell you this, the n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/julius9609/1414525/</link>
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			<title>statistics</title>
			<description>if i had a dime for every time i said your name id have enough to buy a car and some change. its only been 4 months since ive seen your name on my phone but it feels like even more then that. it feels more ike an eternity. i could only say so much before you would cut me off for good but it was wort..</description>
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