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Re: Complaint of the day -
April 2nd 2012, 03:13 AM
Most of my friends seem to never talk about their problems until shit hits the fan. I wish they'd just talk about it right away. Things would be so much simpler.
Self pity will not rescue you.
Sometimes we have to save our own lives,
not because no one else cares, but because no one else can.
Life for you has been less than kind
So take a number, stand in line
We've all been sorry, we've all been hurt
But how we survive is what makes us who we are.
Dreamed up the maps, give me the charcoal and the paper
We invent paths they cannot see, and they're too scared to walk
Only after disaster can we be resurrected. It's only after you've lost everything that you are free to do anything.
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