I stand before you, humble but firm in my request. 'Please stop telling me how I ought to live my life, and for once, try and concentrate on your own'. I am quite comfortable with myself, and I feel that your constant need to navigate my ship instead of yours (that is heading for the iceberg, by the way) reflects your boredom and doesn't have much to do with my situation. It speaks volumes about your intrinsic inadequacy and insecurities and very little about me.
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Mundane Musings of a Misunderstood Mind
Non-FictionAs the name suggests, these are snippets of the things that play on the author's mind; whether it is an oddity of society or a thought that randomly lingers a little longer than usual. You can call it creative writing, philosophy, lessons, musings o...
