Emotions are killer.

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I had some stuff on my mind and the best way to refresh myself is to begin writing or in this case typing..  I hope to help others with similar problems by what I write.All Rights Reserved

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Emotions are killer.
Wed, Sep 25, 2013

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Emotions are killer.
Wed, Sep 25, 2013

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