I don't think anybody actually reads what I post. But I suppose it's nice to think that maybe, at some point in the future, someone will. And the fact that they wasted 2 minutes reading one, and that it may have had some profound affect on them, makes me think; why not?
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Perfection
Insecurities are about swimming; you can either live with them and keep on swimming or drown with them. But t...
The Lost Brother
Love comes in many forms, but none so simple as that for family. You care for each other, help each other, an...