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Though we deem the captive dead, yet she does live.

For her seed is my seed and her voice is my voice.

And she sees unto the farthest reaches of possibility.

Yee, unto the vale of the unknowable does she see because of me.

Let it be deem the captive live, for the seen is without seed.

He sees far off in the possibilities and remains calm over the memories of grief.

Let it be thought of the captive, precious seed of my seed.

The desert weeps for the profound grief of prevented voices.

“i wished i died the day u left. cos it feels like… i died and didnt know it… and i continue to breathe, thinking i was alive.”

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“DAMNIT DONT RUSH ME I’M NOT AN OVER THE COUNTER PREGNANCY TEST!”

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Never ask a man what kind of computer he drives. If its a Mac, he’ll tell you. If not, why embarrass him?

–Tom Clancy

“One meets his destiny often on the road he takes to avoid it.”