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The Mind From a Dark Room Pt. 1 – “The Pick Me Boy” – wysb.me (whatsyourstorybro.com) The Mind From a Dark Room Pt. 2 – “There is No Secondary Love” – wysb.me (whatsyourstorybro.com) The Mind From a Dark Room Pt. 3 – “It Gets Much Darker..” – wysb.me (whatsyourstorybro.com) Do you guys want to know…
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The Mind From a Dark Room Pt. 1 – “The Pick Me Boy” – wysb.me (whatsyourstorybro.com) The Mind From a Dark Room Pt. 2 – “There is No Secondary Love” – wysb.me (whatsyourstorybro.com) I must reverse course – immediately. Last night, as fate would have it, I had the worst sleep I’ve had in years….
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The Mind From a Dark Room Pt. 1 – “The Pick Me Boy” – wysb.me (whatsyourstorybro.com) All I am positing is that while mental suicide is but a few doors down from the physical, which, admittedly, has me quite fearful, there is logic in jumping off. No, I shall never do it, or at least…
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“You know Paul… There’s a lot of hurt and pain here,” he said. “From what I’m hearing, there’s definitely a questioning of your self-worth. Does it feel like, perhaps, you may feel that you’re not worthy of being loved?” And that hit me. It was all the words I had felt but never was able…
By Paul Blase One of the weird things about getting older is the futile attempt to escape mortality. You start to lose people by the time you become a young adult, perhaps that’s grandparents or great-grandparents. Then, into your 20s, you may lose a few friends. By your 30s, you’ve likely had a child, perhaps…
There it is, the place where I spend my final moments inside of macabre daydreams. I drive past the bridge overlaying the most disgusting river every day. All it would require of me to leap and consequently drown is a bad day and a bit of courage. Practically nobody is around in this small town,…
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Where he lives is a fantasy land,He has willingly taken the fall, the plunge,Fantasy woman chased by fantasy man,But he looks around and sees all but one,Where he lives is a fantasy land,Enthralled with love, enthralled with none,The fantasy man makes fantasy plans,Set in stone, yet there’s all but one,Where he lives is a fantasy…
Not intentionally, of course. That isn’t what I’m suggesting; there would be no productivity for either party in a debate if one were to lose on purpose. I am suggesting, however, that before one learns how to win, one must lose. Here’s a story that hockey fans are familiar with: When Wayne Gretzky’s Edmonton Oilers…
I promise you I don’t write these with solely alcoholics in mind, but here is a question that might be useful to the alcoholic: Did you know you don’t need alcohol to become extremely intoxicated? You can become intoxicated in a myriad of ways, the most notable way being a continual feeding of an insatiable…
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Not a lengthy reflection today, my friends. The dialogue amongst our fellows is going to rage out of control over the next couple of days, as tends to happen when situations beyond our control (your vote does not matter) arise, and it has reminded me of something that was pointed out to me long ago….
